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... as waiting," Lorraine said, not coldly, but like someone speaking through a door half-closed, "I would’ve gone."
The silence that followed wasn’t dramatic. It was worse. Still. Shameful. Even Emma, who’d only meant to bring good news, shrank beneath the weight of it.
Lorraine rose, slow and stiff, every joint a protest. Her nightgown clung to her back, damp with sweat. Her legs trembled slightly, but her voice didn’t.
Her gaze stayed on Sylvia. Unflinching.
"Next ...
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