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... nd they’d forged. "Hey, it’s okay," he murmured, his voice soft against her hair.
Urell glanced up from the stray crumb he had been absentmindedly picking at, his sharp gaze cutting through the quiet tension that hung in the air.
With a roll of his eyes, the movement so dramatic it almost seemed exaggerated for effect, he leaned back in his chair, slouching with the kind of nonchalance that came from years of being the more grounded, practical one.
His gaze flicked from S ...
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