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his eyes.
“That part was free.”
To her surprise, he smiled then.
Not fully, but enough to change his face in a way that made the room feel less cold.
It did not soften him.
It made him human.
And that was not nearly as safe as softness would have been.
Dinner moved in strange currents.
Not smooth enough to be easy.
Not jagged enough to fail.
He asked about the continue reading …
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