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... th laughter and conversation. Plates clinked, glasses clashed in cheers, and soft music played in the background.
It was a scene of joy and nostalgia, of old classmates reminiscing about their college days.
But at the far end of the table—silent, unreadable, untouched by the warmth of the evening—
Sat me.
Samuel Gebb.
Dressed in an impeccably tailored black ensemble, I leaned back in my chair, my fingers tapping idly against the armrest. My face was impass ...
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