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The darkness was absolute. It was thick, and warm, and it smelled of old paper, lemon-oil polish, and the faint, clean, herbal-soap scent of the man standing just a foot away.
For a moment, neither of them moved. They just... existed. Two shadows in a black, silent room, both of them breathing just a little too fast.
This time, Ines wasn’t shy like the first time. She was... expectant.
She heard him move, his steps sure and silent on the carpet. He was not fum ...
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