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... creaked like it had a personal vendetta against me. I pressed all my weight to the edges of my toes, arms held out like a tightrope walker, silently begging the universe not to expose me. The psycho Alpha’s room was only a few doors down, but every step felt like crossing a continent. My nightdress brushed against my ankles, whispering traitorously, and my stupid hair kept falling in my face. Finally, I reached his door. My heart hammered so hard I thought it might break a rib. This was insane. ...
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