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... aight and chin tilted at just the right angle, as if the world itself were her audience. Her long chestnut-brown hair fell in sleek waves over a fitted sports jacket, not a strand out of place despite the chaos of the arena around them. Her expression was serene but sharp, lips curled in the faintest trace of a smile that felt more like judgment than joy. Every movement of hers carried deliberation, like she’d practiced in a mirror until perfection became second nature.
She stood at the ...
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