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... meal litter the table - golden pastry flakes, smudges of fruit filling, empty plates sticky with sugar. Ovelia’s laughter rings through the room again, that bright, musical sound that makes my chest feel strangely full. I rub my thumb against a stray crumb on the tablecloth, watching it disintegrate into dust.
The warmth in my gut curdles when I remember Philip’s joking proposal. My fingers twitch against the wood grain, the memory of that hot, stinging jealousy still fresh. Even now, t ...
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