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... d, over and over again. Gareth’s eyes didn’t leave mine. His expression was unreadable. There was no gloating, no satisfaction in catching me off guard. Just... quiet calculation.
Then, slowly, the corners of his mouth pulled into a knowing smirk.
“You just did,” he said.
I blinked. My stomach dropped. My body had gone cold, but my cheeks burned.
He hadn’t known. He’d guessed—and I walked right into it.
A small, bitter laugh escaped me before I could stop ...
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