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That’s Rumi’s voice, no doubt. Melodic even without trying, sweet in the way her tongue wraps around every syllable she says, and shoots lightning bolts down the pit of Mira’s tummy.
That’s Rumi’s voice. Mira is 100% sure.
So why does it feel so wrong?
“Mira?”
Startled, Mira looks over her shoulder. Her stomach sinks without a warning, and that same chill from earlier claws its way down her spine without mercy.
Because standing over there with Zoey, her mouth parted open in pure shock, is Rumi.
Rumi, who was supposed to be beneath Mira. Who is still underneath Mira.
Rumi, who summons her newly enlarged saingeom without hesitation.
Rumi, who sits up and hums wickedly into Mira’s ear.
“You mind getting off my lap, sweetheart?”
Rumi would never say that. Rumi would never call her that. Rumi would never look at her like that.
Mira gasps, and ‘Rumi’ grins. “Took you long enough.”
Series
- Part 1 of the scars are part of me
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- English
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04 Aug 2025