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... tered, his voice barely above a whisper. His small hands gripped the edge of the bed nervously.
Right now, Florian and Cashew sat side by side at the edge of Heinz’s grand bed.
The silken sheets beneath them were undisturbed, but the tension in the room was unmistakable—thick and trembling like a storm about to break.
After Florian’s intense conversation with Heinz, he knew he couldn’t delay any longer. The next step had to start with Cashew.
Florian reached out s ...
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