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Chapter 14

Author: Mira Sterling
last update publish date: 2026-08-31 23:59:24

Chapter 14

Patricia's POV

I pulled back slowly, suddenly realizing just how close I had gotten to Jimmy. My face warmed. Then I smiled again, trying to push away the awkwardness that had settled between us.

"We should celebrate."

Jimmy didn't answer. I looked at him. He was still sitting there, completely still. And he was looking at me.

There was something about the way he was staring that made me shift slightly. "What?"

He didn't respond immediately.

I narrowed my eyes. "Why are you looking
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