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You’re Not That Girl Anymore

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Tab 23

I failed on the ninth day again.

Nine days of measuring, weighing, breathing through my mouth so I wouldn’t cry when the accords collapsed. Nine days of Madame Valée walking past my station without a word, which was somehow worse than her scorn.

On the ninth day we were told to create a simple fougère—lavender, oakmoss, coumarin. Classic. Clean. Impossible to hide behind.

I had stayed until midnight the night before, alone in the lab, trying to get the lavender to stop screaming. It kept turning sharp and medicinal, like antiseptics they used to wipe blood off my thighs. Every time I diluted it, the oakmoss went muddy. Every time I lifted the coumarin, it curdled into burnt sugar and shame.

It was 3 a.m. and there I was on my knees scrubbing spilled absolute off the floor, tears mixing with the alcohol, whispering “Sorry, sorry, sorry” to no one.

I slept three hours on the couch in the student lounge, woke up with oil in my hair and the taste of failure in my mouth.

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