The Pale Dance
Chapter One "You are playing doctor with a dead man's breath, Anouk, and I am tired of watching you break yourself for my sake." Marc’s voice was not loud, but it carried the flat, final weight of a man who has already packed his bags, even if the boxes were still in the hallway. Anouk did not look up from her work; she was threading a needle with fingers that trembled not from cold, but from...
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