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... mise
The operating room door closed behind Sebastián with the whisper of a rubber seal. The red line of the threshold remained like a freshly drawn scar on the wall. At his side, Selena walked without a sound, precise as a scalpel that already knows which is flesh and which is error. The air in the hallway smelled of cold disinfectant and contained electricity; the white, relentless light made everything seem newly born from a mold: the plaques, the steel, the glass, the silence.
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