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Autor: Roshni
last update Data de publicação: 2026-03-23 17:18:46

Frankin’s POV

I don’t know what I expected when I opened the door, but it wasn’t that.

Vivian stood in the hallway looking like she had put thought into appearing casual… the snacks, the balloon, the particular smile she used when she wanted to seem like something was less deliberate than it was. I stared at her for a full second and felt the evening rearrange itself around me.

“You’re not surprised?” she said, reading my face.

I wasn’t, not entirely, but surprise wasn’t the right word for what
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