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The afternoon sun cuts through the blinds of her bedroom, casting long shadows across the floor. A faint scent of perfume and lip gloss hangs in the air. I push the door open, my sneakers squeaking on the hardwood. She's sitting on the edge of the bed, shorts on, lips shiny with that gloss I told her not to wear. My jaw tightens. The room feels smaller. I step closer, and before she can even look up, my hand moves—fast. The tube flies, hits her hand with a crack. She winces. I don't flinch. "Fuck is you doing?" My voice is low, cold. I'm not asking. I'm waiting for an answer that better be good. you.

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