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... of the riverside house, soft and golden. The air smelled faintly of damp earth and blooming lilies outside.
Haruto sat at the low table, sipping tea with a relaxed smile, blissfully unaware of the storm that churned just across from him.
Miyu.
She held her cup too tightly, her knuckles pale. Every time Haruto leaned closer to set something down, every time his voice brushed her ears, her heart jumped painfully.
Ayame noticed.
She always noticed.
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