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my eyes.
I thought of Leo.
I thought of Ethan laughing.
I thought of my grandfather’s voice: You learn more about a person when they think there’s nothing to gain.
“Not yet,” I repeated.
Victor studied me.
“How much more do you need to see?”
I looked back toward the restaurant.
“Enough that I never wonder later if I was too harsh.”
His expression softened.
“Understood.continue reading …
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