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Kamila, without undressing, lay down on the sofa. She shouldn't have started this shopping trip. She can no longer keep up with her dancers, and yet there was a time when she was full of energy. All day, Kamila tried to focus and remember whether she saw that bulky shadow in reality or in a dream. But the chatter of these gossips – Coco, Isabelle, and Aeon – didn't allow her to do so. And only Mila was unlike herself. Usually cheerful and active, she was pensive and kept rushing home.
Actually, I was at work and just got back. I'll give you my conclusions in half an hour; let me at least undress.