Today's OneWord: Pained

Denise looked pained to see Rosalyn trot into the room. Rosalyn's hair was pulled back for her jog, the puckered skin exposed around the nape of her neck. Her cheeks were flushed, like a flare kissing the whitening sky. Rosalyn inhaled, then saw Denise.

"Oh," she gasped. "Hey."

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