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... Concrete walls. A single flickering fluorescent light. No windows. No privacy—just the illusion of it.
I paced.
Back and forth. Back and forth.
My boots scraped against the floor, each step grinding into my nerves. Lila sat on one of the metal chairs, completely detached from the danger around us. Her elbows rested on her knees, hands cupping her cheeks like she was daydreaming in a classroom.
Her face was on fire—an intense, unmistakable blush stretching across h ...
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