Ashby Winter kneels on the bed in a white tank and black leggings, silver hair falling across her face as she leans forward and holds the camera with her stare. She shifts her weight, the thin cotton pulling tight across her chest, then sinks lower, palms flat on the sheets. The shot lingers on her slow, deliberate movements and the quiet tension in the empty bedroom.
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