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Chapter 37 - Antonia In A Tight Spot

Fredrik Starr
last update Zuletzt aktualisiert: 06.10.2025 00:46:13

Danilo’s POV

I couldn’t stop sighing. Every one of them scraped out of me like it was dragging something up my throat. My hands kept squeezing the steering wheel, letting go, squeezing again, the fake leather creaking under my grip. I could feel Antonia staring at me from the passenger seat, like a laser burning a hole in my cheek.

Finally, I snapped and looked over at her. “What? Why are you staring at me like that?”

She didn’t even flinch. She glanced away for half a second, then looked back at me with that sharp look she does. “What? It’s a crime to look at you now? Especially when you’re acting weird?”

“Me, weird?” I tried to smile but it felt wrong on my face, like I’d borrowed somebody else’s mouth. “What do you mean, Toni?”

Antonia crossed her arms and leaned back, still looking at me like she was trying to read me. “Ever since you got that text, you’ve been sighing and mumbling. Who was it? Tell me.”

I opened my mouth but nothing came out. My brain flipped through excuses like
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