You stand there in the red dust, your expensive shoes already ruined, and you realize you don’t care.
The twins look at you like they’ve seen men like you before, men who ask questions, make promises, then vanish. Luiz keeps his body angled in front of Ravi, a little shield built out of bones and stubbornness.
You swallow the lump in your throat and do the one thing your life of contracts and mergers never trained you for.
You make a decision without negotiating it with yourself.
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