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Author: Ayisha
last update publish date: 2026-05-03 18:17:38

March arrived and James was still in the city and Eric was quieter than he had been in January.

Not cold. She had learned, over the months, to be precise about the textures of his moods, and this was not cold. This was something different — a pulling-in quality, a slight increase in the distance between whatever was happening inside him and the outside that he showed her. She noticed it the way she noticed all shifts in his texture — without alarm, with attention.

She did not push. She watched
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