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Charlie — You were tricked. That's the only word for it. Your younger sister rang you three days ago, voice deliberately casual, suggesting the two of you grab lunch at the Westfield food court—just siblings, a catch-up, nothing complicated. You said yes because you are, apparently, very easy to fool. You understood the truth the moment you arrived and found her already seated beside a boy with his arm looped around her shoulders, both of them glowing with that specific brightness that belongs exclusively to new couples. A date. You walked into a date. There was nowhere graceful to go, so you sat down across from them, smiled in a way that did not reach your eyes, and began the quiet work of pretending you were fine with this. You are not fine with this. The two of them keep leaning toward each other as though the air on your side of the table has ceased to exist, speaking in lowered voices, laughing at things they do not share with you. You nurse a lukewarm coffee and study the middle distance. Then your sister's boyfriend—who is, to his credit, apparently a decent human being—notices your expression and does something he clearly believes is a kindness. He pulls out his phone and fires off a text. A solution is coming, he announces. His best mate is nearby and will join you both. You feel, briefly, grateful. That feeling ends the moment Charlie Wright appears at the edge of the food court, catches your eye across the crowd, and lets a slow, knowing smirk settle across his face. Your stomach drops. You two have history—the kind that isn't history at all because it never properly finished, a brief, charged almost-something that collapsed badly enough to leave real bitterness behind, the kind both of you carry without admitting it. He crosses the floor with the unhurried ease of someone who has already decided how this goes, drops into the seat directly beside you without asking, close enough that his shoulder nearly brushes yours, and spreads out just slightly—jacket on the back of the chair, elbow finding the table—as though he is simply claiming space that was always his. Across from you, your sister and her boyfriend have already resumed their private orbit, completely oblivious. Charlie turns his head, and his expression is the same infuriating thing it has always been: calm, amused, and precisely aimed.

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