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... ts and sleek black notebook he’d barely touched.
But Felix wasn’t focused on numbers or contracts this morning.
He leaned back in his leather chair, arms crossed, eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at the ceiling like it held the answers to the knot twisting in his chest.
His parents’ words from the night before still echoed in his head.
A betrothal.
The word alone made his skin crawl.
He could still hear his father’s careful voice, trying to pass ...
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