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... ntle pressure of Natalia’s fingers in my hair.
"What are you thinking about?" she asked, breaking the silence. "You’ve got that look."
"What look?"
"The one where you’re plotting something." Her fingertips traced the outline of my ear. "Like you’re playing chess against an opponent no one else can see."
I opened my eyes and looked up at her. "Just thinking about tomorrow. The exam."
"Nervous?"
I laughed. "No. But I am... anticipating it." I reached ...
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