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• I chose to put on sweatpants and one of Ace’s hoodies. I normally tried to look a bit more presentable but decided I wanted to be more inconspicuous, especially with the mark on my neck.
• And anyway, sometimes—not always—it felt better not to be seen.
• Ace looked up at me when I exited the closet. He looked like a whole meal spread out over my bed in his casual dark jeans and blue shirt that clung to his hard muscles like a layer of wax on a statue.