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Elphaba's eyes snapped back to Glinda's, a mix of pain and resolve swirling in their depths. "Our friendship was a complicated thing, Glinda. Beautiful and broken, much like the rest of Oz."

The silence that followed was oppressive, a physical presence that weighed on them both. Glinda's voice was barely a whisper. wicked240712vannabardotthe66thdayscene free

Elphaba's gaze drifted away, to the shadows growing long across the ground. "You know why, Glinda. I've always known why. But you chose to ignore it, to see only what you wanted to see." Elphaba's eyes snapped back to Glinda's, a mix

"What about us, then? What about our friendship?" Glinda's voice was barely a whisper

The air was heavy with unspoken words, with unresolved tensions. Glinda took a step closer, her eyes pleading.

Elphaba's laughter was bitter, a sharp sound that cut through the evening air. "And you're the reason I found mine."

"Elphaba, we need to talk," Glinda said, her voice light as a breeze but carrying the weight of impending doom.