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... like a tiny kitten curled up on my arm. One of her hands rested underneath her cheek while the other was on my arm. Her long lashes cast shadows under her eyes.
If only I could just throw away her wig and let her real hair spread all around her shoulders.
No matter how much I tried to keep my head straight and not stare at her, my eyes betrayed me every second.
Unhealthy—I was developing an unhealthy obsession with watching her and being soothed by her presence.
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