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... e corridor. She had her bag hanging lazily over her shoulder, the golden sport jacket hanging open over her white shirt. Her ponytail swayed with each step, two strands brushing her cheeks, softening her sharp presence into something almost too innocent.
Eyes followed her as whispers tickled the air.
"She’s really bold after what happened..."
"Doesn’t she feel ashamed?"
"She doesn’t even care, look at her walking like nothing touched her..."
But Athena did ...
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