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... e glass wall of the waiting lounge. A smug grin spread across her face as she turned to me, clearly reveling in her victory.
“It’s not a race. You’re so immature,” I muttered, panting as I stepped into the lounge. Myrrh smirked, arching an eyebrow.
“Wow, look who’s talking,” she quipped, rolling her eyes with exaggerated flair.
The viewing lounge felt emptier than before, a quiet hush hanging in the air. Most of the examinees had already been eliminated, their hopes dashe ...
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