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... recognized. Her face was heavily made up as though she was trying to conceal her face from the reality her life had now become. Her trembling hands smoothed down the black dress clinging to her frame.
A black dress that was shorter, tighter, bolder than anything she had ever worn before. The fabric shimmered faintly in the dim light of her bedroom, as though mocking her with its purpose.
She’d borrowed the dress from an old acquaintance who hadn’t asked questions, only given her ...
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