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... atherine stood in front of the door longer than necessary, staring at the brass handle, wondering if it would be easier to turn around and go back. But she couldn’t. She needed to be here and sort her head, emotions. It had been a jumbled mess. Her fingers curled slowly around the handle, pushing the door open.
When she entered the room, everything was as she remembered. The dark blue couch near the window, the grandfather ticking clock above the bookshelf filled with worn psychology boo ...
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