Chapter 131
Author: Stherie Night
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Tyson gave a slight shrug, as if the question had never truly occupied his thoughts in any serious way.

“I don’t know,” he answered honestly, his tone still flat and calm. “Even if I do go back, probably not anytime soon.”

There was no promise. No certainty. His words were left hanging in the air.

Scarlett studied his face for a few seconds longer than necessary, then offered a faint smile. She had no intention of pushing him.

“That’s already enough. As long as you still have the intention to return, even if it’s just for a visit.”

She leaned back in her chair, her fingers loosely circling her glass.

“There are still people in Pueblo who want to see you,” she added quietly. “With good intentions.”

Tyson didn’t respond. His gaze settled on the table, on the reflection of light on the metal spoon, on anything but Scarlett’s face. He listened without leaving any opening for others to glimpse what was truly turning in his mind.

Scarlett continued, her voice growing more serious. She spoke
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