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he explains innocently, raising his hands without lifting his gaze.
“Come in. I’ll talk inside.”
“Hi, Estela,” he whispers as he enters.
“Hi, Mark,” I answer without looking at him.
They both sit on the sofa. Sam seems to have a lot to tell him, so I stay out of it and lock myself in Sam’s room.
“Estela, come here!” Sam shouts, wanting me away from Mark but still insisting I stay close.
“Mark says Dante sent a message. Britanis had a domestic accident and won’t be coming for a few days,” he says.