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Chapter 156

Henderson's hand settled on my waist as we began to move to the music, and I couldn't help but notice the difference. Where Roman's touch always felt natural, like coming home, Henderson's felt calculated, each placement of his fingers seemingly designed to test boundaries.

"You seem distracted tonight, Amelia," Henderson observed, his voice carrying that particular tone of feigned concern that I'd learned to recognize from years in corporate circles.

Getting my memories back was really coming in handy because heavens know I would've made a mistake since the first step.

"Though I must say, distraction becomes you. Everything becomes you in that dress." He voiced, his voice low, tinged with something I recognized but chose to ignore the second I identified it.

I maintained a polite smile, carefully adjusting our distance to be just a fraction more professional. "The dress was a gift from Roman. He has impeccable taste."

"Ah yes, Roman," Henderson's eyes flickered briefly to where Ro
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