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And very much alone.
“Danika.”
I look back at Henry, whose eyes are carefully studying me. I know what he sees. I did have time to look in the mirror this morning.
My school outfit, which consists of a short black shirt, tights, strappy ballerinas, a black tight shirt and a black blazer with golden lines on it. It's sexy. It's meant to be sexy.
My long brown hair is loose, falling around my face, some knots definitely still visible.
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