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... lend of warmth and unease.
Callian had been attentive, kind in ways that felt almost foreign.
They had spent the morning talking softly, opening gifts, and sharing a quiet meal.
His gestures were thoughtful, watching her as if memorizing every small detail.
By the time evening fell, Eira was back outside her apartment, her arms were filled with the weight of Callian’s gifts in her hands.
His car idled at the curb.
"I’ll call you tomorrow," Callian ...
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