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Dylan started the conversation while they sat around a dinner table that somehow felt colder than the snow outside.
The sandwiches were stiff from the temperature, and the air felt heavier with every breath they took.
"Didn’t I tell you not to talk?" Matthew raised a brow and paused mid-chew.
"Yeah, well, order me something useful next time," Dylan muttered. "Because telling me to shut up? Not happening."
His eyes flicked toward the window, the curtain bare ...
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