Carissa's POV A small smile appeared on his lips, a smile I’d rarely seen lately. A smile that made me want to believe that whatever he was hiding, I could bear it with him.We finished our meal in a warmer silence. Afterward, Dylan reached for my hand across the table, his grip tightening. There were no additional words, just a touch that spoke louder than anything else.I let the silence envelop us, feeling that perhaps this was his way of showing love, even in secret, even in fear.His hand remained in mine as he took a deep breath. For a moment, I thought he would return to his usual silence. But then, he loosened his grip, looked down, and then looked up hesitantly.“I was thinking,” he said, his voice heavy. “About my work.”I raised an eyebrow, trying to suppress my surprise. Dylan rarely talked about his work directly. Usually, it was just a brief, necessary answer.I waited without interrupting. “Sometimes…” he paused, his finger tapping lightly on the table surface, “…some
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