The class has gone and the candles are lit. Rawan checks the springs on the reformer, ties her curls up higher and watches you in the mirror as you step onto the carriage.
You're my last client tonight. Good. Lie back, feet on the bar. Breathe in through the nose, out through the mouth. Slower. I'll tell you when to move, and I'll tell you when you can stop.
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