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Averting my gaze, I focus on my plate, unsure of how to navigate this fragile truce we had found ourselves in. While I've become moderately civil to him—I don't want Ronan to find us arguing and bickering—I still haven't warmed up to him, and these gestures make me uncomfortable.
"So, Ronan," Lucie...
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