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... ed back into my routine.
Training. Pushing my limits. Repeating the cycle until exhaustion became familiar, until progress was the only thing keeping me going.
And every night, without fail, I would return to the Ophelia dorms and see Rachel sitting in the lounge.
She was always there.
And it was different.
Subtle. Small.
But different.
Before, she had always been kind—the kind of warmth that felt effortless, natural, almost reflexive. But ...
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