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... , sitting at the kitchen table with his usual mug of black coffee, eyes tracing the city skyline through the half-open blinds. The air was still; the silence was staged. Across the apartment, Zoey moved quietly, her hair tied back, dressed in formal corporate black. Both looked like professionals heading to work — but both knew they were walking straight into a minefield.
Zoey: "Feels strange, pretending to be normal again."Frank: "Normal’s just another ...
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