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glowed softly against the polished wood. My reflection moved beside me in the dark windowpanes, pale and frightened, and I hated that I looked so young.
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glowed softly against the polished wood. My reflection moved beside me in the dark windowpanes, pale and frightened, and I hated that I looked so young.
My hand felt damp against the handle.
I told myself to breathe.
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