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... e afraid of the answers—but because you already know they’ll be beautiful, smug, and devastatingly logical. The kind of truth that lands with a knife and a smile. Vincent sat at the broken edge of our blood-soaked game table, lounging in a chair that might as well have been a throne.
I stared at the pile of chips stacking high in front of him, more than should have been possible. I’d won. The match. The wager. The goddamn audience. I’d pulled off a miracle most would’ve deemed impossible ...
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