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... avy and electric. Unspoken words crackled in the air as Rafael sat in silence, processing Bianca’s carefully chosen words. His fingers drummed once, twice, against the white tablecloth—a rare tell, a slip betraying the fury coiling beneath his controlled exterior.
But when he finally spoke, his voice was calm. Too calm. A blade sheathed, but sharp enough to cut. "Jason, you say? And Eliana knows this?" His head tilted slightly, grey eyes hidden behind the practiced haze of feigned blindn ...
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