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... . Watched her shoulders stay straight even though they wanted to curve inward. Watched the door click shut with a softness that felt worse than slamming.
The apartment went quiet.
Too quiet.
Belle stood there holding the space where Naomi had been standing, guilt sitting heavy in her stomach like swallowed stones.
She’d just negotiated having sex with her friend’s boyfriend right in front of her. Reduced the whole thing to a transaction. Made it clinical and profe ...
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