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... at his desk, fingers tapping slowly against the keyboard.
His brows were slightly furrowed, lips pressed in a thin line as he focused on the last bit of his assignment. Occasionally, he’d pause, glance at a sentence, backspace, rewrite.
Behind him — barely a breath away — Luca had slumped onto the edge of the bed, still half dressed from earlier.
He was supposed to be scrolling through his phone, maybe reading something. But somewhere between a blink and a sigh, sleep cre ...
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