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... of iris, her favorite, earthy, woody, and intoxicating. The fragrance made her hum in quiet satisfaction.
Her chest tightened in the most inconvenient way as she inhaled again, slower this time, wanting to hold on to it. The more she breathed it in, the more she wanted to keep going, as if each breath pulled her closer to something she couldn’t quite understand.
Ellie leaned against the wall, watching her with a smirk as she stepped fully into the room, still inhaling, tugging l ...
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