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Nera. I never intended to discover her name, too worried that knowing it would drag me even further into this obsession, but one of her friends called out to her while I was close enough to hear. Nera. I wonder how it would sound if I spoke it aloud. I want to talk with her again. Taking a fillet knife out of the knife block, I check the sharpness of the blade with my finger, then stride up to a long mirror mounted in the hallway. Nera The chime above the door rings out, breaking the silence in the small vet clinic. “We’re closed,” I say as I’m reaching for my jacket. “I know.” My head snaps toward the voice. The designer all-black suit fits him perfectly, hugging his broad shoulders, the top two buttons of the black shirt underneath undone. The collar is completely covered in dr

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