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6 - The Morning After

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Sloane POV

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Cool night air hit my skin like a shock after the heat of the back room. The bass from the club faded behind me, replaced by the hum of city traffic and a cluster of laughing voices near the curb. I blinked against the glow of streetlights, heartbeat still thudding from more than just the alcohol.

“Finally!” Lila’s voice cut through the din. She stood near the rideshare pickup, shoes dangling from one hand, mascara slightly smudged, grinning like she owned the sidewalk. “Where did you disappear to, Miss Mystery?”

I tried to keep my expression neutral, though I could still feel the flush on my cheeks. “Nowhere,” I said, walking over and trying not to trip on the uneven pavement. “I’ll tell you when we get back.”

Lila raised an eyebrow but didn’t press, at least, not yet. Their Uber slid to a stop beside them, headlights flashing. The driver gave a polite nod as they climbed in, I pressed my forehead lightly against the cool window while Lila sank into the seat beside me.

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