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... ssing.
He seemed to read her thoughts and understood her dilemma.
"Girl, you may call me Grandpa Randell."
He leaned back into the chair, fingers lightly tapping against the armrest as his gaze lingered on Lara. Not rudely. Not obviously. But thoroughly.
That curtsy earlier...
It wasn’t something learned from books or films.
It was habit. A conditioning.
The kind carved into a person through years—no, decades—of repetition.
His eyes ...
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