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Chapter 4

Author: Angel's City
Julian parked in the garage and walked Summer to the house under his umbrella, keeping her tucked close to his side.

"Julian, do you think Nora's still mad?" Summer glanced up at him, looking hesitant and anxious. "Maybe I should move out. I don't want to come between you two."

"Don't worry about it." Julian closed his umbrella and ruffled her hair. "Nora's not that petty. Work's been getting to her lately, that's all. She's just upset. I'll talk to her later. She'll be fine."

He slipped off his
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