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Her fingers continued to type for a few moments, the clicking rhythm unbroken, until it seemed like the voice of who exactly was on the other side of her screen clicked. Really it was his laugh that had done it. A slow smile spread on her face, even as she pinched the bridge of her nose with a sigh. âHonestly, you are probably one of the few who actually could.â Finally looking up, she tilted her screen out of the way, grimacing as she realized how bad the the table actually looked. Well to her standards at least. âUgh, Iâm surprised I let the table get this gross. I must be out of it. I was just thinking about writing a blog post about all ofâŚâ She paused and motioned between the two of them, hoping heâd understand, before continuing, âThis⌠thing weâre dealing with now. But I also donât know if Iâm ready for that. Not that anyone really was.â
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âWhen weâre too focused on work, itâs bound to happen,â he stated, sharing a light tone, hoping itâd make her less worried about occupying the table, since he was the intruder. James was mostly supposed to take his coffee and leave, but there was no harm at greeting a friend, especially one that knew exactly what he was going through. Because, Catalina was also facing that change. âHave you checked a few of the books about it? Even if they state that we were extinct,â we. What a strange word that offered the idea that he was no longer human. âBut yes, itâs been a strange and tough subject for some. Whether itâs because they didnât know they were a concubus or because they now know someone thatâs struggling with this.â




















