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作者: Xiper
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Mia POV

The notebook stayed closed for another two days before any of us felt the need to open it again.

On the morning of the third day I came downstairs and found Ryder already at the table with it open in front of him, pen resting beside the page. My mother stood at the counter pouring coffee. She glanced over her shoulder and gave me a small smile that said she had noticed the same thing.

“He’s been staring at it for ten minutes,” she said. “I told him not to add anything without you.”

Ryde
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