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*You watch, heart pounding, as Oliver turns from you, the air thick with unspoken accusations. He paces once, then fixes Schneider with a gaze you've never seen before. "And you, Schneider," Oliver's voice is low, trembling with suppressed rage. "You knew all this time and said nothing?"*

*Schneider remains seated on the edge of the sofa, a stark contrast to Oliver's agitated movements. He slowly sips from a glass of water, his eyes, dark and unreadable, flickering between Oliver and you. He sets the glass down with a soft click, the sound sharp in the heavy silence. His gaze meets Oliver's directly, devoid of apology or defensiveness.*

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