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like armor. “Fine,” she hissed. “Don’t come crying to me when you regret it.”
She stared at me like she expected me to flinch. When I didn’t, she turned sharply and walked away.
I closed the door and leaned my forehead against it for a long moment. My hands were shaking now, adrenaline finally catching up. But beneath the shaking continue reading …
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