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... ould hear a pin drop.
Ian Kane studied Vera Sheridan’s face carefully through the light from the overhead lamp, not missing any subtle changes in her expression.
She was always cold and intellectual, calm and rational, but her eyes seemed to reveal the innocence of a young girl, her pink lips slightly parted, unable to speak.
"What, are you moved?"
Vera Sheridan snapped back to reality, clenching her hands tightly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
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