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... ity. Miss Stella moved to clear the plates, her movements efficient and hushed, while Nonna watched me with that grandma vibe eyes.
I felt better—physically, at least. The hollow ache in my stomach had been replaced by a heavy warmth, but the rest of my body still felt like it was made of bruised glass.
My skin felt tacky, the dried sweat of a fever and the lingering dust of the hallway making me feel itchy and restless.
Nonna tilted her head, her gaze lingering on the da ...
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