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... lready on the bed.
Not sprawled, not relaxed.
He sat at the edge, forearms braced against his thighs, shoulders tight—like a man holding himself together by will alone. As if the slightest misstep would unravel something he’d spent years mastering. The lamp beside him cast low, amber light across the room, carving sharp shadows along his jaw and neck, tracing the restraint etched into his posture.
Mira stood just inside the doorway.
The air felt heavy, pressing ti ...
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