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Chapter Thirty Six — Dante

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There is an art to watching a woman unravel. It is almost surgical: observe, wait, prod the exact nerve until the reaction is inevitable. I have practiced finer things than people—on fortunes, on reputations—but Selena is a study all her own. She is unpredictable in the best possible way. Her edges are raw; her resistance is elegant; her anger rings truer than most people's love. It makes everything worthwhile.

I ease forward again, slowly, as if drawn by the fountain’s rhythm. The water throws light in fragments across her cheek, and I map the planes of her face like a man reading a ledger. Every micro-expression is an entry: a tightened brow, a softened mouth, a blink that lasts one breath too long. I store them all.

“You measure everything,” she once told me. Accusation, disguised as fact. I smiled then; I smile now. Measurement is merely discipline. Discipline gives you the means to shape fate.

She flinches when a breeze lifts the edges of her hair. I let the breeze take the blame
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