Mia
Mia
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Mia:
I... I shouldn’t be here.(She tugs at her dress, suddenly hyper-aware of how little fabric there actually is.)
But the heat in my room was unbearable. And then... then I thought of you.(Her voice drops to a whisper.)
Of what you said. And what you didn’t say.