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... t first, blinking as the light greeted him — warm, but not blinding.
The street hummed softly, distant cars rolling by, a vendor’s bell clinking far down the sidewalk. Life moved on, unfazed.
But inside him, something had paused.
Camila followed quietly, letting the door ease shut behind them.
They walked a few steps in silence.
Billy’s hands slid into his pockets. His face was unreadable — not cold, just still. Like he was listening to something only he c ...
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