His charm was disarming, masking the coldness that lay beneath.
As dinner was served, I held my breath, waiting for his reaction.
The first bite was taken, followed by another.
There was a pause, a moment of silence that stretched on.
Then, a nod of approval, a rare acknowledgment that felt like a small victory.
But I knew better than to expect more.
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