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her expression neutral. There
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offering her his hand. Tira hesitated for a fraction of a se
s pristine, cold
tail, was meant to impress, but it
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presence, the way his brea
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her, and Jason's presence, though not smothering, was a c
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in a different context, maybe she
the surface, beneath the design
man who took what he wante
trapped in
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mind tangled in thoughts s
haustion dragg
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g hours, she stirred slightly, fe
sleep, his arm now drape
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ring at the ceiling as the reality o
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soon enough, and wi
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persona that made the world see him
ther day of pretending, of wearing