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33. Not a big deal.

Penulis: Bloom_writes
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-10-14 15:59:40

-Ariana-

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I don’t look up from the manuscript I’m flipping through even when the waitress returns with the order. My eyes narrow with each page, and I can feel my stomach tightening with every line I skim.

Blowing out a breath, I drop the book and look at Susan, who sits across from me, nursing her coffee. “This is a completely different book.”

Susan lowers her cup. Her blond hair falls around her shoulders, the ends dry from what looks like an overly aggressive blowout. Her weary blue eyes ar
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