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She nodded.
“It’s not louder,” she replied. “It’s just closer.”
Silence.
Not awkward.
Just loaded.
Mason exhaled slowly.
“You writing it yet?”
“Almost.”
He nodded.
A pause.
Then:
“Don’t make me sound likea problem.”
Rowan looked at him properly now.
For the first time that day.
“I’m not writing a problem,” she said.
Another pause.
“I’m writing what’s happening.”
That landed differently.
He didn’t argue.
Because he couldn’t.
Not honestly.
Luca called from inside the building.
Coach shouted something in the background.
New York kept moving around them.
But for a moment—
they didn’t.
Mason nodded once.
“Yeah,” he said quietly.
Then:
“Just… be careful with it.”
