Simran Nagpal

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his gaze travels down my body in an unhurried perusal, like he’s actually only now seeing me for the first time. When his eyes drop to the white athletic skirt and tights covering my legs, the corner of his mouth tugs up into a smirk that seems entirely condescending and patronizing without even speaking.
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