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... changed.
The city outside my window was just beginning to stir—delivery trucks rumbling faintly down the street, the distant clink of café shutters lifting, the muted hum of Paris stretching awake. Pale light filtered through the curtains, soft and unassuming.
I lay there for a moment longer than necessary, listening.
No rush.
No weight pressing down on my chest.
Just... quiet.
When I finally sat up, I realized I wasn’t bracing myself for the day t ...
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