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your cleaning spray, or… your perfume?” Then he laughed. Actually laughed. Like he’d just delivered the joke of the year.
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your cleaning spray, or… your perfume?” Then he laughed. Actually laughed. Like he’d just delivered the joke of the year.
She didn’t react. Not even a frown. Just a brief glance, calm, unreadable and then she turned away, pushing the mop back into the bucket with a soft slosh.
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