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... ing of cutlery against the plates. The atmosphere was tense, almost fragile, as though a single word could shatter the delicate quiet. Everyone seemed absorbed in their own thoughts, the weight of unspoken words heavy between them. Only the occasional glance toward one another broke the stillness, and the tension was thick enough to feel like a tangible presence in the room.
Zander, ever the one to break silence when it became too unbearable, finally spoke up. His voice was calm, but the ...
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