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... ng like the wind carried secrets it couldn’t quite speak. The morning sun stretched long shadows across the estate’s stone courtyard, painting everything in gold and silence.
Inside, Elara stood barefoot on the veranda, one hand wrapped around a warm mug of black tea. Her eyes scanned the horizon—not for beauty, but for signs.
Aeron stepped beside her. No words, just his quiet presence. He didn’t need to speak. The past few days had sharpened the space between them into something ...
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