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The Measurement Room
Lilyan pulled against Zayd's grasp to no avail, trying desperately to go back through the entrance and escape. The store was terrifying. It was very similar to the first store. It was loud, bright, and filled with women. There was not a single male in sight aside from the one by her side. However, the type of clothing surrounding them made her feel even more exposed than she had in the first store. Zayd let go of her hand and placed his hand on her shoulder, leading her to the closest woman wearing a uniform. “Hello, Miss Alisha,” he smiled. The lady turned around at the sound of her name, confusing both her and Lilyan. There was no way he had read her name tag from where they were, right? “Does he know this woman?” she wondered. She was young and beautiful. Her platinum blonde hair was
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