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little sanity I had was d

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at came over me

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week... But this

as my back hit the soft mattress

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m the mirror... pale, wide-eyed, li

I asked myself, shoc

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footsteps, then the soft murmur of

r, the door

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, hands shaking, heart p

. I grabbed the door about bolting

ck to the man l

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in my purse and laid

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hadn't noticed before, the hallway s

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