She stood naked by the window as the sun collapsed into another lukewarm afternoon. The room was silent, except for the faint hum of a broken fan oscillating without direction. There was no purpose to it — her nudity, the heat, or the way the light fell across her back like a question no one would answer.
She stood naked by the window as the sun collapsed into another lukewarm afternoon. The room was silent, except for the faint hum of a broken fan oscillating without direction. There was no purpose to it — her nudity, the heat, or the way the light fell across her back like a question no one would answer.
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