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Chapter 31: Shared Laughter
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2026-03-09 13:00:00The rain had stopped sometime after midnight.
By morning, London carried that soft, washed-clean stillness that followed a night of steady rain. The pavement outside the apartment building gleamed faintly beneath the pale sunlight, and the air drifting through the cracked kitchen window felt cooler than usual. Amara stood at the stove staring at the small frying pan as though it had personally offended her. A thin cloud of smoke curled toward the c
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