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Thomas didn’t announce himself. He never did. He dropped his keys where they landed and moved through the hallway with ownership rather than presence.
“Did you forget again?” he called out, irritation already warming his voice. “I asked you to handle dinner.”
“No,” she said evenly. “I didn’t forget.”
Thomas turned the corner and stopped.
Something in her posture unsettled him before he understood why. She wasn’t shrinking. She wasn’t apologizing with her eyes.
“What’s wrong with you?” he asked, narrowing his gaze. “Why are you staring like that?”
“I’m listening,” Claire replied.
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