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38. Caught At The Right Time

Autor: Zaia Black
last update Data de publicação: 2026-07-03 22:19:06
HARPER:

The silence between us stretched like a wire pulled too tight. Daniel's jaw worked, his eyes fixed somewhere over my shoulder like he was trying to find the right words.

"Daniel..." I stepped closer. "What did James want with you?"

He rubbed the back of his neck, pushing himself off the wall. I had known Daniel for a long time not to trust the words that came off of his mouth next.

"It was nothing, really." He laughed, but the sound came out wrong. "He just asked me a few questio
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