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... walk by myself."
"Don’t move," he replied, his eyes meeting mine with a look that silenced further argument. "You’ve already pulled your stitches enough for one morning."
After gently placing me in front of the sink and making sure I was steady on my feet, Calvin stepped out to use the smaller washroom on the opposite side of the suite.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror—pale face, dark circles under my eyes, hair tangled from sleep.
By the time I finished wa ...
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