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... and sell out before sunrise. The view alone looked like something off a real estate ad—skyscrapers glinting beyond the spotless windows, distant clouds curated for aesthetic. The only things missing were the spa playlist and a mimosa cart.
I should’ve felt grateful. Technically, I was recovering. Physically, I’d healed. Emotionally... not so much. The real chaos was waiting outside those doors.
The door swung open for the hundredth time that morning—and this time, it wasn’t a nur ...
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