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One second, it was just me, the quiet hum of the air conditioner, and the thick silence of Varen’s room—and the next, he appeared. Towering in the doorway. Dripping wet. A single white towel slung dangerously low around his waist.
I closed my eyes. Tightly.
Maybe if I shut them long enough, I could make time rewind. Undo everything. His rejection. My accusations. The damn locked door. But it was no use. I could feel his presence like static in the air, the weight of his ...
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