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Text: Almost casually, James rolls his head to the side to look at him, a strain around his eyes. He doesn't turn away from the sunrise, doesn't do anything other than glance over at Regulus with a small smile. It's a sad one. His eyes flick down to the dagger in Regulus' hand, then right back up to hold his gaze. You're hesitating love, James says softly. Regulus releases a rattling breath. He hasn't even raised his dagger. He's trembling. His vision is blurring. This is it, isn't it? The real test. Each paragraph will be a test.

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