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... st portion of soup into a small bowl, deliberately tiny, as if she were rationing gold. She didn’t place the bowl directly in front of Zyran—oh no, that would be too easy. Instead, she set it slightly to the side, closer to the edge of the table, like it was some delicate artifact he might accidentally spill or break. Kian, who had been hovering nearby like a shadow, followed silently behind her, his expression unreadable but his presence a quiet reminder that he was firmly on her side.
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