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... e with a start, momentarily disoriented by the unfamiliar weight on my face. My hand flew to my cheek immediately, and my fingers grazed the short, coarse stubble that Nikita had applied the night before.
"Holy shit," I whispered, the events of yesterday flooding back. "I actually did it."
I stumbled to the bathroom, quickly flipping on the light. The face that stared back at me in the mirror was both strange and familiar. My eyebrows were thicker and straighter, my lips looked t ...
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