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... irst bell, eyes open to a ceiling she didn’t remember staring at. Her body felt heavy, though she knew she hadn’t truly slept. Not restfully. Just closed her eyes and waited for the night to pass.
She sat up slowly. The balcony doors were still cracked open from the night before. A breeze had swept in, leaving the edges of her curtains askew and her journal slightly warped from the damp air.
She didn’t look at it.
Instead, she dressed with mechanical precision. Silk robe, ...
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