Teresa's POV
That shut him up. He visibly recoiled, his face going pale. He gave a single, stiff nod.
I walked past him to my suitcase, unzipped it, and pulled out simple clothes: jeans, a plain long-sleeved top, sneakers. I changed quickly in the bathroom, my hands shaking slightly as I fumbled with buttons. I splashed cold water on my face, av
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