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... usual neat blouse and cardigan. Her shoes tapped lightly against the pavement. The morning was cool, the breeze brushing strands of her hair across her cheek.
She kept her head slightly lowered, eyes focused on the ground ahead. Her fingers tightened around the strap of her shoulder bag.
Her heart was still heavy from last night. It wasn’t that she was upset at Kendrick. If anything, she was upset with herself. For being this attached. For feeling something she wasn’t supposed t ...
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