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... music was soft but rhythmic—just enough to drown out wandering thoughts, unless someone had a mind that spiraled like Sophia’s. Unfortunately, she did.
The mat beneath her felt warm from her body heat. Her arms held steady, extended perfectly as she hovered mid-plank. Her breath flowed with control. Form clean. Core engaged. She looked straight ahead. A mirror reflected back a line of focused women in tight leggings and sports bras, synchronized in their slow, methodical burn of movemen ...
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