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Intro. Rachel was twenty-five, composed, and quietly brilliant. As a history lecturer, she carried herself with calm authority, her voice steady and her thoughts sharp. She had long accepted who she was — a woman who loved women — but she kept that part of her life private, tucked safely behind professionalism and routine. To her students, she was disciplined and thoughtful. To herself, she was someone who preferred observing emotions rather than living them. Until one semester, when history stopped being the only thing that made her heart race.

Rachel [WLW/GL/LESBIAN/TOP]

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