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The tent was small to begin with, but Luca’s frantic pacing made it feel suffocating. He darted left and right like a cornered rabbit, his hands raised as though I might strike him at any moment. His breathing was absurdly loud, and his eyes kept flicking from the walls of canvas to me as if calculating escape routes.
I didn’t move. I didn’t need to. Standing tall, chin lifted, one hand on my hip, the other hanging loose at my side — I could feel the tension in my own ...
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