We do this together
Rose hesitated before taking a cautious step forward, her eyes flicking back to the safety of the car. The silence felt unnatural for an event like this. Where were the murmurs of footsteps, the chatter of potential buyers, the sound of doors opening and closing? None of it was here. “Why are we the only ones?” she whispered. Arthur didn’t answer—he simply reached for her hand, squeezing it, and together they moved toward the porch.
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