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IVY'S POV

The silence after the team left felt heavier than before.

I locked the door and leaned against it for a second, letting out a long breath. The penthouse, which had started to feel like our safe little world, now carried the weight of outside expectations and fresh worry.

When I turned back, Ronan was still on the couch where they’d left him, but the tough mask he’d worn in front of the others had completely cracked.

He looked… broken.

Not just physically. The strong lines of his fac
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