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... a strangled cry, he shoved past me, yanked the bathroom door open, and stormed out without looking back.
I collapsed onto the wet, cold tiles of the floor, the sound of the shower and my own hysterical sobs the only things left in the room.
I didn’t stay down for long. The panic of his escape was a cold whip. I scrambled to my feet, shaking, and forced myself to finish showering, scrubbing every inch of my body as if I could wash away the confession, the act, and the name. But th ...
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