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Abby

I swallow hard, my palm slick with nervous sweat as I reach for the door handle.

“Ready?” Karl asks, his voice low. His eyes meet mine, and I can feel a sense of calm wash over me, although it’s not quite enough to allay the anxiety that’s blooming in my chest.

“Ready.”

The door swings
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