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Chapter 41: The Morning After Milan

Author: Rarejewel
last update publish date: 2026-03-07 23:53:21

She had always unpacked the same night.

It was a habit from years of travel. The refusal to let a suitcase sit open on the floor, laundry mixed with clean things, trip bleeding into home. She unpacked the moment she arrived, sorted everything into its place, and put the bag away. It made the transition clean. It was a small form of control she had maintained since she was nineteen and had decided, without much deliberation, that she was not the kind of person who lived out of luggage.

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