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... its tone laced with mild irritation.
"I don't like that guy."
Ethan let out a quiet exhale, walking toward the bed with slow, deliberate steps. "That makes two of us," he muttered, his expression unreadable.
"Doesn't he look just like a third-rate villain from a novel?"
Ethan sat down on the edge of the bed, fingers instinctively tracing the rough fabric of the blanket beneath him. "Maybe," he said, though his voice lacked real interest.
"You know, the ki ...
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