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she was “so lonely.”
Kiana had endured it at first out of politeness, then out of habit, then out of sheer exhaustion.
Ms. Sterling was an imposing woman—tall and substantial, with neatly styled hair that never seemed out of place and a perpetually displeased expression on her face.
She moved through the world as if it owed her something, as if she deserved continue reading …
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