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... long swallow of whiskey, the city lights glittering outside the hotel window like they’re mocking me. For all their brilliance, they don’t warm a damn thing inside me tonight.
The door clicks open and shut, and Austin comes in. His stride is sharp, impatient. He pours himself a drink before even answering.
"How is she?" I ask, not turning yet.
"She’s fine," he says, clipped.
"Yeah," I murmur, lifting my glass again.
Austin bristles, fists tightening around ...
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