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... ed both hands, palms open, and tried a smile that said I knew I was in trouble and was prepared to suffer bravely.
"Tea?" I offered.
"Sit," Rachel said—warm tone that makes the world behave.
I sat. Valeria settled at my hip with a quiet, pleased weight. A faint hum brushed the bone of my wrist—approval for choosing surrender over sarcasm. "Wise," she whispered along the steel, not sound so much as certainty.
Cecilia swung onto the arm of my chair like she owned th ...
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