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... exactly where he expected her to be. The frost hadn’t lifted yet, and the moon was still pinned high in the sky like a slow-dying eye. The stone bench beneath her was dusted with dew, but Camille sat as if carved from it.
No cloak. No gloves.
Just silence.
And grief.
He didn’t speak at first.
He let the moment stretch between them, taut and quiet like a string pulled to the edge of snapping.
Camille didn’t look up.
"You followed me," she mu ...
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