She wanted it so badly, she bit her lip.
Her fingers were numb.
Pearls of sweat ran down her neck.
Please, she whispered. Please.
The man opened his mouth.
She held her breath.
“Seven – Three – Nine – Nine – Two – Nine”, he announced.
She hung her head in despair.
Again.
Wrong numbers.
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