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The woman looked at him then—really looked. Surprise flickered across her face. Not relief yet. Not trust. Just recognition that something had shifted.
The older man exhaled through his nose, irritated. “We have a reservation. That table is ours.”
“And she said she’d move,” Marcus repeated, steady. “No need to crowd her.”
A pause.
Small.
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