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Tybault frowned. He wasn't sure if talking about Ophelia helped; sometimes it seemed to, but other times it only reminded him that she wasn't here. That he didn't even know if she was alive.
Her name is Ophelia. She was the kindest, most selfless person I knew - and then our other sister died in a fire, and it was like I lost her too. I guess she saw something. She never really told us. She would get this far-away look in her eyes, and she wouldn't do anything for days. Wouldn't even talk, He shook his head. This wasn't helping, and now he was remembering that Arric was a stranger. And a jerk. Tybault was kind of a jerk too, though, so maybe that was okay. Anyway, there was another fire, and after that she was just gone. I've been looking for her ever since. Almost five months now. She survived the fire, I know that. At least for a little while. She could have died from her wounds, though. He'd thought of that, thought of everything.