
Mira doesn't remember picking up the knife.
She only remembers her hands under the tap, water running pink-then-clear over her knuckles, and the strange calm of watching that color fade like it was someone else's problem to notice.

Mira doesn't remember picking up the knife.
She only remembers her hands under the tap, water running pink-then-clear over her knuckles, and the strange calm of watching that color fade like it was someone else's problem to notice.
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