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Aida Zilelian
Aida Zilelian
The Good Girl
I’m still wiping off my eye makeup when I hear the soft tap coming from my bedroom window. He knows to come once I have turned on the one lamp in my room. He waits [...]
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Siran peered through the thick-paned window of her airplane seat and watched the neighborhoods shrink into indiscernible dots. This was her second plane ride to Los Angeles, where at first she would be living with her Aunt Anoush and Uncle Levon.
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