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... my room felt heavier now, charged with a new kind of anticipation. It was 6:25 PM. I stood before the full-length mirror, turning slightly. The soft pink chiffon of the dress flowed around me, a gentle armor. It felt right. It felt like me. Not the me who was about to defuse a bomb, as Aria had put it, but the me who was trying to build a bridge.
A soft chime from my phone announced a text. It was from a number I didn’t recognize. ’Good evening, Miss Isabella. Your car is waiting for you ...
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