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2025-08-21 23:59:00JULIAN’S POV
The moment the door clicked shut behind her, I ran a hand through my hair, leaning back in my seat. The night we met, I had thought the alcohol was to blame for her wit but seeing her today made me realise I was wrong. She had the same quick mouth, the same spark in her eyes, and the same inability to stay upright, apparently. I smirked, shaking my head as I rose and crossed to the cabinet for a glass o
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