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... at, the noise of the hall, the music, the laughter, and the clink of crystal faded into a low, distant hum. His jaw tightened, but he forced himself not to flinch, not to let anything more than a single slow blink betray him.
’He knows. How the fuck?!’
He had been careful, painfully careful. He had buried every trace of what he was, hidden it so deep that not even his own family had ever guessed. To them, he was just Christopher, jobless between contracts, a freelancer doing odd ...
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