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The smell of lemon clung to the back of my throat, and every time I breathed, it rose up again and made my stomach twist after a while. I closed my eyes at some point and opened them again to that same gray light leaking through the curtains. Morning, maybe. Or noon.
Lissa was gone and I didn't...
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