A Slight Tilt

The stillness broke with a faint rustle of fabric. I lifted my head, slowly tilting it to survey the surrounding glow from the screen. My fingers tightened on their own, testing the grip around the miniature printed carton tucked against my chest. Every tiny edge felt crisp and real. Lowering my gaze toward the dark desk surface beneath me, I drew the small box a fraction closer, perfectly steady, listening intently to the quiet hum of the room.

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