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The Dinner We Almost Didn't Have

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I barely slept.

The message on my phone had been short, but its final sentence kept returning whenever I closed my eyes.

*Ask him why his father chose your family over his own.*

It was a calculated attempt to turn a dinner invitation into a test of loyalty. I recognized the tactic, and that recognition should have made it easier to dismiss.

Instead, I found myself wondering what Caelric had never told me about his father.

By seven the next morning, I had made a decision. I would not confront hi
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