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... s back.
Winter stepped inside, and immediately, something felt off.
His shoulders were rigid, his expression unreadable. Not his usual composed, thoughtful silence—this was different. His jaw was tight, his movements controlled in a way that set her on edge.
She frowned.
"You’re back," she said stiffly, trying to gauge his mood. Had something happened there?
He crossed the space between them in quick, determined strides, and then his hands were on her face ...
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