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the room.
Panic flashed through her, then irritation at the panic when she heard his low voice in the hall.
He returned dressed in a dark coat, hair still damp from a quick shower, the hidden life of him fully back in place.
Matteo followed, handing Lenora coffee without expression.
“You’re both very rude,” she said, taking it anyway.
“We let you sleep,continue reading …
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