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wall behind me.
“No,” I said out loud, though no one could hear me.
On the screen, Ava’s face had gone blank.
Not weak.
Not submissive.
Blank.
It was the expression of a person who had learned that reacting made things worse.
That was when my blood turned ice-cold.
Because Ava did not look surprised.
She looked practiced.
I ran.
I don’t remember crossing my office.continue reading …
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