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... to set down his own barely-touched cup.
But after that, his steps faltered.
Madha’s eyes held a quiet, mischievous smile, almost as if saying, ’You don’t have much choice but to sit beside me.’
They say people can’t think straight when they’re nervous.
That saying couldn’t be more accurate for Gara right now. He moved slowly, hesitantly, and sat beside him on the wooden stool like a rabbit bracing for a predator’s pounce.
Even though, he could’ve chosen to ...
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