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... alone for a bit?" she asked with a faint smile.
"Emma, I hope my actions just now didn’t upset you," Oliver Westmore spoke softly, his tone laced with a hint of concern.
Looking puzzled, Emma gazed at Oliver. "What do you mean?"
"It was to help you that I grabbed your hand," Oliver admitted, his eyes lowering in a mix of embarrassment and sincerity.
"Ah, yes, it’s fine, really," Emma responded, her lips curling into a smile. Yet, beneath that smile lay a trace of ...
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