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Presence or Numbers (Aaron's POV)

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Aaron's POV

I finally looked up and saw Angela standing there.

Her hair was slightly messy. She’d changed, no longer wearing what she had on at the bar last night. Just a T-shirt and simple pants.

“Morning,” she said softly, avoiding my eyes.

I gave her a brief glance, then looked back at my coffee. I didn’t respond.

She walked to the fridge, opened it, and grabbed a bottle of water. The quiet sound of it pouring into a glass filled t

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