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... ft in the cheekbones—micro-expressions that betrayed their thoughts, their intentions, their desires.
He'd honed this skill to a razor's edge, using it to navigate the world, to predict and control.
But now, as Olivia's piercing blue eyes locked onto him, her face was an impenetrable mask.
No anger, no sadness, no shock—nothing.
She stood like a beautiful statue, carved from marble, belonging in a museum rather than this charged, awkward moment.
Her emotio ...
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