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... p> Tsk.
"Come in," I heard her say, even though I hadn’t knocked yet.
Fuck.
I placed my hand on the doorknob and twisted it, pushing the door open.
"…Nelia?" I called out hesitantly, but she didn’t move an inch.
There she was, standing in the middle of the room—which, by the way, I would be moving out of tomorrow—her arms folded across her chest, her eyes squinted like a predator locking onto prey. I felt like a deer caught in headlights.
What’s wi ...
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