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... or dress itself up to be noticed—the kind that didn’t try to be remembered but still stayed with you long after the moment passed.
Everly rose first, collecting the empty plates with careful hands, moving with the kind of gentleness that made even the clink of ceramic sound like a whisper.
It wasn’t just neatness but respect for the space they’d made here. Evelyn followed a beat later, vanishing into the kitchen with a soft sweep of fabric and the same quiet rhythm as if any sudd ...
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