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Gansey hadn’t realised how tightly he had been holding the coffee cup until Kavinsky stopped. His hands were pink and painful from the heat and he set the cup down.
Kavinsky’s eyes were dry and blank. He watched Gansey dispassionately, “Do you want me to stop?”
Gansey shook his head sharply. “Tell me what happened next,” he asked.
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