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Chapter Seventy Two — February Light

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The week after Dante and Sofia left the estate felt different.

Not empty. Fuller actually. The specific fullness of a space that had been occupied properly and had absorbed it. She noticed it in the kitchen most ... the way the table felt more used, the way the chairs had been pushed back at different angles and she had not straightened them.

She left them that way.

Lorenzo noticed but said nothing.

That was the thing about him she kept arriving at from different directions. He noticed everythi
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