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... altering. She hated how unsteady she sounded, how unsure.
Arthur immediately seized on her hesitation. His expression turned sorrowful, his lips curling into a small, pitiful frown. It was a performance—one designed to push her over the edge.
"Yes, dear," he said, his voice dipping into something almost mournful. "And the worst part? If you think this is bad... just wait until you hear what Tryson did."
He watched, waiting, and then—there it was.
The spark of curi ...
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