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thought of Silven’s stillness, the way the room bent around him, the way he had said Gavin’s name in the car.
“Yes,” she said. “But not in the usual way.”
Moren set down the mug.
“That sounds worse.”
Lenora almost told them.
Almost said something had been hidden beneath dinner from the start.
Instead, she shook her head and went to the bathroom, where she continue reading …
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