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... the space between us, steady and low, but it didn’t hide the silence that sat heavy in the air. I could hear my own heartbeat, fast and uneven, like it wanted to escape. Calestino kept his eyes on the road, hands steady on the steering wheel, face calm... too calm. I didn’t know what to say to him. I didn’t even know what he was thinking.
Every few seconds, I found myself glancing at him, expecting him to speak, to scold me, to ask why I’d done what I did. But he didn’t. He just drove, ...
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