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... s. I’d cooked, she’d set the table, and now we were sitting across from each other—normal, ordinary, like nothing had happened.
Except something had.
Because instead of chaos, instead of teeth-baring or sharp words the way I’d been bracing for, she’d been... calm. Almost too calm.
I stole another glance at her. She was focused on her food, humming faintly as she took a bite, like the rice really was all she cared about. Her hair was still messy, falling into her face, my ...
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