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Yume looked at the tiny, fading light. She looked at her friends—not as Cures, but as broken, beautiful girls. And for the first time in three years, she didn't try to be happy. She allowed herself to be sad. Allowed the rain to mix with her tears.

She reached out and took Miyuki's hand. Cold. Then Akane's. Then Nao's. Then Reika's. smile precure 45

"That it's today. The anniversary. They're all meeting at the old clock tower." Yume looked at the tiny, fading light