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... fluorescent lights felt too bright, and the marble tiles too cold.
Holding onto the sink counter, she tried to steady herself, but the restlessness inside her only grew —tightening and spreading through her veins like something alive.
For a brief second, she almost surrendered to it.
Her fingers moved instinctively, sliding toward the edge of her sleeve —
But the next moment, she froze.
Realization stuck her.
She gripped the fabric tightly instead, ...
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