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... astian had already set a surprisingly elegant breakfast on the table: a fresh garden salad, perfectly fried eggs with runny yolks, toast with homemade jam, cold milk, and a delicate pastry that looked bakery-fresh.
"This looks great," I said, sliding into my chair.
I picked up my fork and knife, taking small, measured bites while trying to ignore the unsettling discoveries I’d made around his villa.
Sebastian wasn’t eating. He just sat there watching me, his eyes tracking ...
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