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... ut without making a mess, and she didn’t feel like struggling. Stefan noticed.
Before she could say anything, he reached across the table, took her plate gently, and began cutting the meat into bite-sized pieces.
She blinked.
"What are you doing?" she asked, barely above a whisper.
He didn’t even glance up. "Feeding my wife."
And just like that, he speared a piece with her fork and brought it to her lips.
Mia stared at him, frozen.
"Don’t m ...
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