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... xcuses were coming into my mind.
My throat felt tight, like something was stuck inside.
I didn’t turn around. My hands kept moving, stirring the soup even though it was ready. I just didn’t know what else to do.
He sighed from behind. A deep, tired kind of sigh that made my heart sink a little.
"Elena," he called softly, his voice nothing like how it was on the phone earlier. This one... this one sounded worn out. Real.
"I know this is a lot. I should’ve t ...
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