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... . No key fumbling, no hesitation. He pushed it open like it still belonged to him.
The place was quiet, but not cold. Dim light from the kitchen spilled into the hallway, and the faint scent of rosemary and old wood clung to the air.
He spotted the wine on the counter, half-open. Chips in a bowl, still crisp. No note. No warning.
He didn’t ask.
He kicked off his shoes, dropped his bag by the stool, and reached straight for the chips, munching like it was his perso ...
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