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New Battle Lines

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In the dining room, Daniel was already sitting in his usual place—at the end of the long table with his laptop open and steaming black coffee beside him. The man wore a white shirt with rolled-up sleeves, his hair slightly messy as if he hadn't had time to groom properly.

He looked up when he heard Alina's footsteps, their brown eyes meeting briefly.

"You're back," Daniel said flatly. Not a question. Not relief. Just a statement of fact.

"As you ordered," Alina answered in an equally cold tone.
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