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Claire POV Nothing. I couldn't feel or hear anything. I couldn't feel the heat of the sun anymore. I couldn't hear the battle sounds. The pain of my injuries was gone too. I opened my eyes and all I could see was white everywhere I looked. I turned around and I couldn't see anything else. Was I dead? Was this heaven or hell? Maybe limbo? "Alexandra." No one except my uncle called that name. But it was a feminine voice that filled me with a sudden melancholy. I spun around to see a beautiful woman. I've seen her blue eyes before but my memory of her was blurry like the old polaroid photographs I had of her. The woman I craved to meet my whole life was standing in front of me looking gorgeous and regal. How cruel my destiny had to be for me to only meet my mother in death. My mother walk

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