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193. Can You Talk?

Author: Nightingale
last update publish date: 2026-03-16 22:17:53
Blake's POV:

Rolf was sitting three tables over. Alone, which tracked with everything I had observed about him so far. There were two girls at the adjacent table who had angled themselves in his direction with the particular body language of people who were hoping to be noticed and were not being noticed. He had a plate of food in front of him and he was looking at it and then he was not looking at it.

He was looking at me.

Not aggressively. Not warmly either. Just that pale grey gaze sitting ac
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