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... enses?" Adam’s voice carried the kind of quiet authority that made every head turn sharply in his direction. His tone wasn’t raised, but the warning beneath it was unmistakable — cold, clipped, and edged with disbelief.
They had all realized I wasn’t going to stand. Good.
I lifted the teacup again, unhurried, letting the delicate porcelain brush my lips as if I hadn’t just been accused of sacrilege. The tea had cooled slightly, but the sip was deliberate–a statement.
Then ...
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