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Chapter Eighty-One: After the Meeting

作者: Opey Lux
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We drove separately.

I had my car. Sebastian had his. The meeting had required us to be there together and had not required us to arrange departure together, and I had needed the drive — the specific quality of moving through the city alone with something large sitting in the passenger seat that was not a person.

I pulled up outside the house at four twenty-three.

Sebastian's car was already there.

He was standing at the door when I came up the path — not waiting impatiently, just standing, hav
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  • The Heiress He Mistook For Nothing   Chapter Eighty-One: After the Meeting

    We drove separately.I had my car. Sebastian had his. The meeting had required us to be there together and had not required us to arrange departure together, and I had needed the drive — the specific quality of moving through the city alone with something large sitting in the passenger seat that was not a person.I pulled up outside the house at four twenty-three.Sebastian's car was already there.He was standing at the door when I came up the path — not waiting impatiently, just standing, having arrived perhaps thirty seconds before me, neither of us having arranged this and both of us noting it without saying anything about it.He looked at me.I looked at him.I unlocked the door and we went inside.Eli was at a friend's house until five. The house had the specific quality of a house without a child in it — not empty, just differently arranged. I went to the kitchen. Sebastian followed. This was where we always went, which was not a decision anymore. The kitchen was the room in th

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