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... an any noise. Soren remained standing by the heavy oak door, his forehead leaning against the cool grain, the phantom scent of her... spiced embers and something uniquely her, clinging to the air.
He felt like a man who had just watched a lifeline drift out of reach while he stood on a sinking ship, paralyzed by his own pride.
He eventually pushed off the door and paced back to his desk, but he didn’t sit. He stared at the empty chair where she had just been sitting.
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