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Dedication

From him.

"To the women who dream of monsters wrapped in gold… this is for you. For every heart that flutters at danger, for every tear that tastes of fear. Do not call it love—it is hunger. And hunger does not care if you bleed."

From her

"To all the brothers, friends, and kind men who never raise their voices at little girls like me… this is for you. May your laughter be gentle, your words never sharp, and your hearts always as safe as my mother’s lap once was."

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Arianshika

“Learning, unlearning, and writing my way through it all.”