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"You've changed," David said finally, a hint of old irritation in his voice. "You used to care what I thought."

She wore the satin shirt home, the city lights smearing across its surface like abstract art. She hung it carefully in her closet, but she already knew—this wasn't just a shirt for special occasions. This was a shirt for every day. A reminder that she was allowed to take up space, to be seen, to be soft and strong all at once. women satin shirt

She bought it.