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... id, her tone gentle. "A moment to remember who we are." She passed him a slice of bread, her fingers brushing his, a silent reassurance.
They ate in comfortable silence, the clink of spoons and soft laughter—Pako’s giggle when Syn spilled stew on his gray shirt—easing the lingering pain.
The dinner grounded them, a reminder of their bond, the way a dinner should be.
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Later, in Vera’s room, the group sought refuge on her massive red bed, its crimson sheet ...
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