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... atch of Amelia’s pencil against paper.
Kai leaned back on the couch, watching her work. It was strange, he never thought watching someone sketch could be so captivating.
But Amelia was different.
The way she bit her lip when frustrated, how her eyes lit up when inspiration struck, and the rhythmic tapping of her fingers against the table when lost in thought, he found himself memorizing every little habit.
He barely noticed how much time had passed.
A smal ...
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