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... sharp and dry—mixed with something colder. Like steel left out in winter.
Before I even processed what was happening, a hand caught my collar and yanked me forward.
Not gently.
Not kindly.
The world tilted.
My feet shifted on instinct—
And then—
A gloved finger pressed against my lower lip.
Firm.
Like she was checking a wound.
My whole body froze.
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