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... erself into her house, she slammed the door behind her, exhaling loudly as if she had been desperate to finally take a proper breath.
The tension in her shoulders eased, but her heart still pounded with the anxiety of her close call. She wiped the sweat trickling down her left temple, realizing just how near she had come to being caught by Arthur.
Too close, she thought, her hands trembling slightly as she moved her wheelchair further into the hall. If she hadn't disappeared into ...
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