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... dim lantern light. His smile was still perfect—too perfect—yet something in his eyes had shifted. The charm felt thinner now, stretched over something darker.
"What happened?" he asked softly, tilting his head. "You look worried, my dear."
Ai swallowed the lump in her throat and painted on a smile—small, shy, practiced. "It’s nothing... Just getting nervous."
Marcous chuckled, low and indulgent. "Nervous? Of me?" He shifted closer on the velvet seat until their thighs pr ...
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