Ophelia’s POV:The silence that followed my accusation was broken by a sudden, violent sound. Beside Eugene, Ezra began to cough—a harsh, hacking sound that quickly devolved into him burying his face in his elbow. His shoulders were shaking. I couldn't tell if he was actually choking on his soda or desperately trying to stifle a laugh at the absurdity of the moment. I frowned, my face heating with indignation as I kept my eyes fixed on Eugene.Eugene, for his part, looked genuinely stunned. He sat back, blinking at me as if I had suddenly sprouted a second head. Then, he let out a short, dry scoff."I am not interested in children, Ms. Ophelia," he said, the shock fading into a weary sigh. "Besides," he added, his gaze softening with a brief, uncharacteristic shadow of melan
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