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... solitary breakfast when the knock came. I froze, my hand halfway to my mouth. Was that Julian? Why would he come now? He was supposed to wait until later.
I pushed the plate aside, annoyed by the repetitive knock which I couldn’t ignore; else it would only make things worse.
When I pulled the door open, it wasn’t Julian but Gabriel.
He looked serious, not angry, exactly, but closed off. His usual easygoing expression was gone. "Can I come in?"
"Of course," I said ...
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