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... ’t eaten dinner yet. She wasn’t hungry at all, just sitting blankly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the master bedroom, still waiting for him to return.
But the yard remained silent, suggesting he wasn’t planning on coming back.
She hesitated again while holding her phone—
Should she call him or not?
If she called, would he answer?
If he answered, would he scold her?
Thinking of his cold demeanor, Mia Lane retreated once more.
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