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... h the tall windows of the dining room, glinting softly off polished silverware and neatly arranged white porcelain. The scent of warm bread and morning tea filled the air, yet Valerie barely noticed it. She sat across from Demian, her posture straight, her movements graceful yet her mind was elsewhere.
Last night still lingered in her thoughts. Her family’s faces. Their victorious smiles. And the way Demian had ended everything with money quickly, cleanly, without emotion.
Demian ...
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