It could be a wedding picture
It is cold, surgical, and precise, because by the time a person dares to embarrass you in public, they have already practiced disrespect in private until it becomes second nature.
I was standing near one side of the ballroom, with one of my twins asleep leaning on my shoulder and the other fidgeting in the stroller, when Liam grabbed my arm and dragged me into the dark corridor near the service exit.
The smell there was grotesque because of its contrast.
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