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... rknob, ready to step in when a figure rushed past her.
It was Avery.
Her face was flushed, her eyes red-rimmed, and though she tried to hide it, Lydia saw the tears sliding down her cheeks. Avery’s hands trembled as she hastily wiped her face, her steps hurried and uneven.
"Avery—" Lydia called out, but Avery didn’t stop. She didn’t even look back. Her retreating figure disappeared down the hallway.
Lydia sighed, shaking her head lightly. She didn’t need to ask wh ...
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