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It stings. It jags. It bites. Carol grimaces as she pulls a sharp breath through her nose, and Zosia starts to reach for her.
“Stop,” she says. Orders, really. “I want this, okay?”
Zosia obeys, and her hand brushes futilely against Carol’s forearm before she tugs it back. Her brows pull together. Voice wavering.
“Okay.”
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Or, Carol asks questions she already knows the answers to.
