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... r with her shoulder. The familiar scent of home, vanilla scent, floor polish, and her mum’s overly strong air freshener, hit her like a wave, but today, it didn’t feel warm. Just tiring.
Her finger, now neatly wrapped in gauze, still throbbed with every dull heartbeat.
Thank God it was just a crack, not a full break. The doctor said it would heal but until then, she had to avoid any strain. Which meant even pulling her suitcase felt like a slow, one-handed workout.
The qu ...
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