The walk from the parking lot to the architecture building felt like balancing on a thin wire. My legs were heavy from the night on the cot, and every time the wind hit my neck, I felt like the iron collar was still there. I had to look like a normal student. I had to act like I wasn't living in a secret room with a man who had been watching me for years."Sera! Hey, Sera!"I stopped near the fountain. It was Dominic. He was wearing his team jacket, looking like he owned the sun and the air."I'm late for class, Dominic," I said. I kept my eyes on my shoes."You're always late lately," he said. He stepped in front of me, blocking the path. "And you look like you haven't slept in a week. What’s the matter? Is the Ice Professor working you too hard on those... archives?""It’s a big project," I said. "He wants the exhibition to be perfect."Dominic laughed. It was a loud, mean sound. "He wants you to be perfect. But you don't look perfect today. You look messy. You look like you're fall
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