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... ce, my hands shoved deep into my jacket pockets, lazy and dragging.
I was already tired, not from the walk, but from knowing who I was about to face. *This weird bitch,* I thought, my gut twisting. Sara. I had no clue what else she’d make me do today.
I let out a long *sighhhh*, my breath puffing white in the chill, my shoulders slumping as I turned the corner.
There she was—sitting on a bench, one leg crossed over the other, scrolling her phone. She wore a maroon one-pie ...
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