When the text lit up my phone — “We’re heading over!” — my heart dropped into the same pit where all my cleaning motivation had been hiding for weeks, because the bathroom was a silent disaster zone and every second felt like a countdown to humiliation, until one forgotten dryer sheet changed everything in a way I never saw coming… Continues…
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