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... ly in her fingers as she applied a soft layer of concealer beneath her eyes. No amount of foundation could hide the tiredness she wore like a second skin.
Last night’s nightmare had shaken something loose inside her... something old and buried. It had taken everything in her not to curl up and stay in bed.
But she had a life to maintain. A reputation to uphold. And questions that needed answers.
Pulling her hair into a clean ponytail, she grabbed her bag and headed downst ...
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