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... folded in her lap. Across from her, her son fidgeted with the sleeve of his slightly too-large coat, his small fingers tugging at the fabric absentmindedly. The silence between them was thick, awkward, and heavy with unspoken words. Celia’s gaze lingered on him, taking in the way his thin shoulders hunched slightly, as though bracing against a weight he shouldn’t have to carry.
She hadn’t held his hand often in his life—barely at all, truthfully—but now she reached out, taking his rough ...
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