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That brief cold laugh, though fleeting, seemed to release something within him, like a weight being lifted from his chest.
Chen noticed the shift in Dean’s mood and, with a mock sense of regret, he said, “So close... almost had you showing a second smile. But all I got was a bitter laugh. What a shame. Looks like I’ll have to try harder next time.”
This time, Dean couldn't help it. A real laugh escaped him, light but filled with a sense of long-lost relief. The weight in the room seemed to lift for just a moment as if that fleeting laugh had broken the tension. A warmth, something he hadn't felt in a long time, resurfaced in his chest. Even amid everything, with the chaos and uncertainty sur
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