Maybe, Juliet, the reason that you’re fine is because you know the place we’re taking you to is special.
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She stands in the doorway of her new, albeit temporary, home. She leans back against the door, closing it gently. Breathes in the smell - it’s clean, polished, vacuumed. Perfect. Unsettlingly perfect. Her eyes travel over the walls, down to the
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