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"Look in the mirror," Marcus directed, pointing to a tall, gilded glass in the corner.

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"I want these to feel honest," Elena said, her voice steady despite the flutter in her chest. "No heavy editing. I want the texture of my skin and the way I actually look when I laugh." "Look in the mirror," Marcus directed, pointing to