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Setting it on the table, she sat across from him, her habit pooling around her.
Eddy’s hands fidgeted in his lap, his gaze fixed on the cup as if it held all the answers to the universe.
“Thank you,” he murmured, wrapping his hands around the warm ceramic.
“You’re welcome,” she replied, her voice soft but laced with a plan.
She took a sip of her tea, her eyes never leaving his. “Eddy, have you ever wondered what it’s like to truly live?”
His brow furrowed, and he shook his head slightly. “I don’t understand.” Eve leaned forward, her elbows resting on her knees.