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... . The bedroom was bare, with nothing but the essentials — a bed, a small table, and her laptop. No personal touches. No framed photos. Just another temporary stop.
She sighed, dragging her fingers through her hair before dropping onto the bed. The springs creaked beneath her. Her laptop blinked to life, the login screen of The Archive glowing in the dim room. For a moment, she hesitated.
The familiar logo, featuring a black ace inside an open book, brought no comfort. The ache of ...
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