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... ars, drowning out every other sound, but I still kept glancing over my shoulder half-expecting to see him there, half-knowing I wouldn’t have time to scream if he was. The latch clicked down with a shaky little snap. The chair screeched across the floor as I shoved it up under the handle, the wood trembling in my grip. Then I just stood there, staring at the door, barely breathing. My fingers tingled from gripping the chair too hard. My whole body felt too small to contain my heartbeat.
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