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Ling Qi felt her vision blur. Meizhen was her first and best friend, the hand that had given her the first and most important boost into the world of Immortals. What sort of terrible world would it be where Ling Qi couldn't return her feelings? Yet…. it felt wrong. Meizhen, who idolized her aunt and who was working hard to be useful to her clan, would just drop everything for her? Meizhen, who had herself firmly rejected the idea of being closer than friends in the Outer Sect?
And what about the others? Would Cai Renxiang really so easily abandon the things she talked about? Would Suyin abandon her place in the Sect, her mentor, her projects, or Su Ling her revenge? Xiulan and Han Jian were both dutiful children to their clans. Why would they...?
No, this was wrong. This fantastical scenario... This...
"I need to go," Ling Qi breathed out. She stood up, and Meizhen stepped back, her eyebrows raised in alarm.
"Qi? What is the meaning of this? You just returned," Meizhen said. The shorter girl looked up at her with confusion and alarm on her stoic features. "Is something wrong? Please tell me."
At the edges of her vision, the room began to warp. "This isn't right," she said, pushing Meizhen's hands away. "This… This whole thing isn't right."
Her friend looked hurt as if Ling Qi had struck her, and Ling Qi's resolve wavered. "Why? We are together. Everyone is together, and there is no reason for us to ever part. What could be wrong with that?"
"Life doesn't work like that," Ling Qi hissed, the pain in her head redoubling.
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