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... Their insults rained down like daggers, but it didn’t matter. I gripped that metal rod like it was the only thing tethering me to life itself, because maybe it was. The bus roared forward, the driver pressing harder on the accelerator as though trying to outrun hell itself. And then I noticed her.
Right in front of me.
A woman, swaying to the rhythm of her headphones, oblivious to the chaos around her. Her hair brushed the top of her shoulders, her perfume faint even through the ...
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