The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

Thorne. The name hung in the air, sharp as a snapped twig. Mara stood in the doorway of the wellness center, her blazer immaculate, her voice flat. She did not smile. She never did. Behind her, the beige walls of the office hummed with the low, sickly buzz of fluorescent lights. You were Elias. You were forty-two. You were a medium, though the badge on your lapel said Corporate Synergy...

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