door44
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Mara tried to hold herself together, but she was ticklish in ways she didn’t want to admit. The fear in her eyes said she knew what was coming. The laugh proved it. It spilled out of her, wild and relentless, until she wasn’t in charge anymore. Desperation painted her face, but the dimples kept shining through, mocking her, betraying her, reminding her that even a goddess can’t escape fate.
