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- I was already dressed an orange summer maxi dress clinging to my skin like it didn’t want to let go, cinched at the waist with a gold belt that made me look more expensive than I felt. I didn’t dress for him. I dressed to survive.
- Mascara brush inches from my eye, I froze when I caught sight of him stepping out of the bathroom.
- Dripping water. A towel low on his hips. Nothing else.