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... porcelain a soft punctuation to the silence that followed.
’Take the bed.’
The words hung in the air like mist, impossible to grasp fully as confusion knitted across Ruelle’s face.
"I’m... alright. I can take the couch," she offered softly.
Lucian’s eyebrow twitched. He repeated, "I said take the bed. Don’t test my patience, Belmont."
And there it was—the cold steel edge she had expected. The sudden shift from the man who had offered her warmth to the one ...
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