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As the car door slammed shut, the smile on Sasha’s face vanished as if locked away. In the dim light of the cabin, Chris could only see her cold profile, as indifferent as it always was.

She had always been this way; whenever they were alone, she never offered him a shred of warmth or a hint of a smile. She was eternally cold and distant, like a stone that could never be warmed