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... stepping toward a life I’d abandoned.
Three months gone.
Three months of running from everything, including work.
Now I was back, holding the door handle.
My palms were sweating.
God, why am I nervous? This place used to feel like home.
I pushed the door open, and the bell above me jingled.
The moment I stepped inside, heads turned.
Then...
"Ash?? ASH!"
"Oh my God, you’re here!"
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