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... sted under her eyes. Her knees are stiff from crouching and begging Sierra all evening. Her palms smell floor cleaner as she rubs them together. But none of that matters now. The hunger, the stinging humiliation, the tight knot in her throat that refuses to let her breathe properly... none of them matters now.
What matters is the video.
Sierra’s phone is raised like a loaded gun, the camera focused on Heidi’s hunched frame as she clutches a feather duster like a sword of shame. H ...
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