It's been a year since- [since they had tried to kill each other. but what would that matter to her sister? how does Luka tell her of the pain she had suffered through when death had not claimed her after their previous battle? a year of fermented regret, and not any of it would make a difference.
in a quiet voice, she adds] You were never the enemy.
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in a quiet voice, she adds] You were never the enemy.
I'm sorry.