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... ched the elevator, its golden doors gleaming under the dim chandelier light. The gold and cream walls of the corridor glowed softly, the air cool.
"Sighhh" My boots scuffed the plush carpet as I entered inside.
The weight of the day ahead—especially the wedding—pressing on my mind. I pressed the ground floor button, the elevator humming and I muttered to myself, my thoughts spilling out in a low grumble.
"Today, I have to attend that bitch Sara’s marriage too. Finally, I’ ...
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