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Marcus Realization

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last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-05-22 13:59:00

Adrian POV

Marcus doesn’t move right away.That’s the first real sign.

Not the words his mother said. Not the way she said them. Those landed, but they didn’t break him. Not yet. He’s too controlled for that, too anchored in the version of this he built for himself.

But now

there’s a pause where there wasn’t one before.

He’s thinking.

Not reacting.

Not pushing forward.

Thinking.

It shows in small ways. The way his shoulders hold tension instead of direction. The way his gaze doesn’t lo
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