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... me, staring down at his glass of whiskey that sat on the counter before him.
There was a subtle expression that painted his face. Although that expression faded as soon as it appeared, like a secret no one was meant to discover. His lips curled at that moment, a bitter, very bitter smile stretching on them.
My left eyebrow was raised, my right hand clenching my glass tightly. I waited for him to gather his composure.
But Mangé didn’t take his gaze off his glass; he just ...
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