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... ill clung to my skin when I stepped out of the bathroom.
Steam fogged the mirrors, curling lazily toward the ceiling, carrying the sharp, clean scent of soap meant to rinse the day off me. It never quite did. It only made things quieter—dangerously so.
I grabbed a towel and dragged it over my shoulders as I crossed into the bedroom.
My eyes went straight to the file.
It sat exactly where I’d left it, open on the low table by the window. The pages were slightly mis ...
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