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Chapter 53: Sick
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Dresses, gowns, silks, fabrics in muted colors stared back at her. Nothing looked right. She needed something perfect. Not too loud, not too desperate. Something that would make her blend in but also unseen.
The room swayed as she moved, but she steadied herself against the door frame, breathing through the dizziness. Sweat trickled down the back of her neck.
"Come on," she whispered under her breath. "Focus."
She rifled through the clothes, fingers shaking ...
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