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91 - The Corridor
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2026-06-27 17:50:56Kassidy's POV
I was absent-minded throughout class the next day. The professor’s voice sounded like a distant murmur against the large chalkboard, the words about advanced statistical models bouncing right off my brain. I kept staring at the corner of my wooden desk, tracing a tiny scratch in the varnish while my mind raced through everything Eli had said yesterday. Those harsh word
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