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... city lights flickering past in a blur. His grip on the armrest was tight, his mind a storm he couldn't quiet. The auction, the bidding, the way they had reduced people to numbers—it had left something in him that wouldn't sit right.
He exhaled, slow and measured. "That wasn't what I expected," he said finally, glancing at Isabella.
She sat beside him, legs crossed, fingers tracing the rim of her glass. The dark tint of the car windows made the interior feel isolated, almost intim ...
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