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... e a wet coat. No matter how warm the house was, I still felt cold inside. Every time I blinked, I saw Whitney’s face again those eyes full of panic, like she was living beside something that could snap at any moment.
She didn’t look like a woman in love.
She looked like someone trying to survive.
Something about that whole house felt off. Too quiet. Too controlled. Like everyone inside was trained to move only when permitted.
"Still thinking about Whitney?" Lewis ...
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