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... hadn’t stepped inside and spotted me. Good.
Time had already halted the moment I triggered the skill. The world outside the window was frozen: snowflakes suspended mid-fall like white confetti caught in amber, distant traffic locked in place, even the faint steam from someone’s coffee cup downstairs hanging motionless in the air.
I rose quickly from the chair, grabbed the laptop off her desk, and moved toward her. She stood frozen in the doorway—mid-stride, one hand still on the ...
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