Camilla stepped into the room and found herself unsure of where to stand; she settled for standing next to Matilda. She was trying to project calm, with her hands folded in front of her and the sense that no matter what happened, she was about to do something irreversible and perhaps dire — she could not refrain from worrying at the cuticle of her thumb.
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