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Rebecca blinked in surprise.
“You didn’t have to—”
“Yes,” he said quietly. “I did.”
That evening they shared stew and fresh bread. Martha ate little, but she smiled often. Rebecca seemed caught between gratitude and lingering fear.
After Martha had gone to bed, Rebecca stood near the fireplace.
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