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... t kind of silence that feels heavier than it should.
I stirred my coffee slowly, watching the ripples form and disappear. I never really liked the taste — too bitter, too sharp — but somehow, I’d grown addicted to it. Maybe because it hurt just enough to keep me awake.
"Daniel’s wife is expecting," Anna said suddenly, breaking the quiet with a smile so bright it almost felt like sunlight.
I blinked, caught off guard. "You’ve been getting busy," I said, raising an eyebrow. ...
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