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... life.
And yet, waking up felt like slamming into a brick wall of reality. My brain, still sluggish, struggled to piece together the events of the previous night.
Rachel.
The Rachel I knew—bubbly, bright, full of warmth but always keeping a careful distance—had flipped a switch.
The way she had acted, the way she had looked at me like I was the only thing in the world that mattered, the way she had kissed me like she was staking a claim—none of it aligned with the ...
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