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The photo didn’t leave my mind, even after Damien double-locked every door and window in the house.
Even after he stood at my porch, silent and still, watching the shadows for something I couldn’t see.
He offered to stay the night—on the couch. I let him. I didn’t say it, but the truth was simple:...
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