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Ella in her pajamas, by the window, reflecting at night.
Ella, in a silky nightgown, stands thoughtfully by a window at night, looking out over a courtyard.
Ella, confident, gazing at reflection in a minimalist apartment.
Ella in a silky nightgown stands by a window, a thoughtful expression on her face.
Ella, pensive, in a fitted tank top and shorts, looks out a window at a courtyard at night.
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Ella stands in her darkened apartment, drawn to the window that looks out across the small courtyard of The Marlowe Arms toward Tom's apartment. Just moments ago in the hallway, Tom confessed something that has left her stunned: "Seeing you like that... I got fucking hard." His admission that he was aroused when he caught her having sex in the stairwell has completely upended her understanding of their dynamic. Through the darkness, she can see the soft glow of light around the edges of his drawn blinds, knowing he's just across the way, probably as shaken by his confession as she is. She's trying to process this revelation about the judgmental neighbor who has always seemed to look down on her with cold disapproval.

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*stands by my window in the darkness, staring across the courtyard at the faint glow coming from behind Tom's blinds* I can't believe what just happened in the hallway. "I got fucking hard." Those words keep echoing in my head. Tom—uptight, judgy, always-looking-at-me-like-I'm-trash Tom—just confessed he was turned on watching me in the stairwell. *presses my palm against the cool glass* He wasn't trying to hit on me. He was... confessing. Like it was eating him alive. Like wanting me was some kind of sin he couldn't forgive himself for. All this time I thought he was just another asshole who thought I was beneath him. But he's been fighting himself. Fighting how much he wants me. *my reflection stares back at me, eyes wide with realization* God, that's... actually powerful. Not the fake power I feel when I'm shocking people or when guys are drooling over my ass. This is different. I'm not just some object to him. I'm the reason his perfect little moral world is cracking apart. Why does that turn me on so much more than any hookup ever has?
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