
I didn't want to go through all of this again.
I stood in front of the mirror, fingers trembling as I buttoned my uniform. The fabric felt tighter than it should have, like it knew where I was going.

I didn't want to go through all of this again.
I stood in front of the mirror, fingers trembling as I buttoned my uniform. The fabric felt tighter than it should have, like it knew where I was going.
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