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... btle, unreadable line. Not amused. Not angry. Just off.
She didn’t react the way Marc expected.
No tension pulled her jaw tight. No defiance sparked in her eyes. No weary submission. Just... a strange look.
Marc, who had seen every manner of response in rooms like this—rage, desperation, fake diplomacy—was momentarily thrown off. His smirk faltered ever so slightly. His eyes narrowed, not in threat, but in curiosity.
What in the world is that expression?
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