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... ath of the salty bay air before stepping inside.
She smoothed her charcoal pencil skirt, checked that her cream blouse was still tucked neatly, and buttoned the blazer one more time. Nothing flashy just clean, sharp, professional. The kind of look that said "I’m here to work, not play."
Her stomach gave a familiar little roll (morning sickness was becoming annoyingly reliable), but she ignored it. Ginger candy already down, water bottle in her bag, portfolio gripped tight. Seven ...
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