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... as finished fussing over my suit, tugging fabric here, smoothing it there, their hands quick and practiced like they had done this a thousand times before. The charcoal jacket finally sat right on my shoulders, no pulling, no creases. The navy tie pressed close to my throat, neat and exact, and the aquamarine brooch caught the light every time someone shifted behind me. I barely noticed them until one of the Omegas stepped back and gave a slow nod, satisfaction clear on her face.
"It’s P ...
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