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2025-05-09 22:00:07Ethan’s POV
When she realised I was looking at her, she laughed nervously and tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. “It’s uh…been a while…hasn’t it?”
I shrugged, hoping to appear nonchalant. “I guess.”
She didn’t say anything as she walked towards the bed, so I spoke up.
“I cleaned up a little. This should be okay for you for one night, right?”
“It should be,” she repeated, sitting on the bed.
I nodded. “Goodnight then.”
She frowned and stood up. “Goodnight?”
I looked at her in question. “Is there anything else you need?”
“Where are you going?”
I jerked my thumb over my shoulder. “Guestroom.”
Her face fell immediately and she did nothing to hide her disappointment. I looked away and headed out, but she stopped me again. I turned around, surprised I wasn&rsq
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