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... d rooted to the same spot, as if her departure had frozen time itself. The room still carried a faint trace of her presence—something soft and unfamiliar that didn’t belong in Ares’s austere space.
"Asher," Ares said at last, his voice low and measured. He slid open the glass door, and the cool night air spilled into the room, stirring the curtains like a quiet exhale. "A few hours ago, you looked at Larissa with... interest."
"Well," Asher replied, shoving his hands into his poc ...
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