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... tting the silence wrap around them like a fragile truce.
Yeah, he thought, eyes closing. She had him. Completely.
But even then, the echoes of loneliness clung to him, sharp and relentless, like shadows with claws.
They bit at him, dug deep, and refused to let go. It wasn’t her fault—Tessa had done everything right. She saw through the cracks he tried to hide behind. Saw him for what he was: broken in places he didn’t want to admit.
The dinner wasn’t just about lo ...
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