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CHAPTER 30: ADAPTING

Author: Lizzy Fash
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MICHAEL

I arrived ten minutes early to the restaurant. It was a habit I never quite broke, the urge to scope out a place before sitting down. Old habits don't die, not when you've spent years protecting someone.

Rebel wasn't here yet, which didn't surprise me. She wasn't one who hurried into meetings, especially ones she hadn't agreed to attend in the first place. I had no doubt she was already deciding whether to step through that door or turn around and pretend she never got my message.

The waiter stopped by, menu in hand, but I waved him away. I was busy looking at the door. And then, like clockwork, she walked in, shoulders squared, eyes slitted. She was dressed casually, but there was nothing casual about her. Rebel walked like a person on the hunt for a brawl.

She spotted me immediately and walked over, she's wearing a short black dress and ankle boots. She gives me a hug and a peck before sliding across the seat from me.

You look good," I said, inspecting her.

She d
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