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52

“You left him.”

“I didn’t leave,” I said.

Celeste raised an eyebrow as she poured me a cup of tea in the small sitting room she’d claimed as her own. “You walked out of a room, Ana. That counts.”

“It doesn’t mean I’m gone.”

“No?” She handed me the cup. “Because Julian hasn’t moved from that hall...