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... bsurd it hurt more than it amused. But it wasn’t laughter from joy. It sounded like glass cracking in a quiet room. Bitter. Sharp. And deeply uncomfortable. Everyone at the table just sat there, stunned. No one knew whether to look at her or away. It felt like she had brought winter with her, and it was slowly freezing the room.
Olga’s brows drew together. She wasn’t used to being confused, but she was now. Alexander shifted in his seat and cleared his throat once, then didn’t say anythi ...
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