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... nd stationery bundle placed carefully on the little chair by the window. But even with the light off and the blanket pulled up to her chin, sleep refused to come.
Her head pounded, a dull ache that settled behind her eyes and wouldn’t go away. She turned on her side, then again. The thin pillow felt too hard, the blanket too itchy. Her heart wouldn’t stop racing with old thoughts... the boutique girl’s smirk, Celeste’s cruel voice, Riccardo’s eyes, her mother’s pale hand...
She s ...
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