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... eful, and tired. "You always were too sharp for your own good."
"And you always forget I’m on your side," Anna countered softly.
He didn’t respond.
The silence stretched between them, long enough to feel like a breath held too long. The only sound was the faint hiss of candlelight and the distant sigh of the night wind brushing against the tall windows.
Then Anna leaned forward, resting a hand gently on the table beside his. Her fingers hovered close to his, close ...
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