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    Shane scratched the back of his neck. “Rose, uh… she figured it out. Us. Our history. All of it.”

    Ilya turned his head slowly, disbelieving. “Figured it out?”

    “To be fair, you and I weren’t exactly subtle in Montreal,” Shane said, sheepishly.

    Ilya huffed, scowling.

    “So, she knows.” He swallowed. “Everything?”

    “I mean, not all the gory details,” Shane said, shrugging. “But enough.”

    There was a pause long enough for the surf to swell and retreat twice.

    “And? What?” Ilya asked finally, jaw tight. “She is… disgusted?”

    Shane actually snorted. “Uh. No.”

    “No?”

    “No,” Shane said again, dragging a hand down his face. Then, half-laughing, “She, um. She thinks it’s fucking hot.”

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    Or, in essence, what if Rose clocks Shane and Ilya in Montreal, she's like, I want two boyfriends and I want the boyfriends to be boyfriends, too. God gave me two hands for a reason.

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    11 Apr 2026

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