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74. The Mole Strikes Again

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ADRIAN

I pulled the hoodie over my head and shoved my arms through the sleeves so quickly that it took me several attempts to get it right. The cold fabric clung to my skin, still damp from the shower I’d just taken. My joggers stuck to my legs, and my hands moved on autopilot as I stuffed my phone and wallet into my pockets.

What were the odds that she would be in New York right now? It was astronomical. But I was glad she was here. At least we could get this over with quickly and I could figure out what to do with Sofia.

I wasn't dressed to see her, but maybe that was the point. I wasn't trying to impress her. I wasn't trying to open old wounds and let her crawl back in. I just needed answers, and maybe a little bit of closure. I needed a straight line drawn between what was and what could never be again. And maybe, if I was honest with myself, I needed to understand why the fuck Sofia's voice in my head was making my chest feel like it was caving in every time I closed my eyes.

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