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Chapter 10

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(Sabastine’s POV)

I made a mistake on that Sunday. The quiet kind. The kind that sneaks up wearing the face of a normal afternoon.

My college friend Jasper was passing through Austin on one of his spontaneous road trips — the kind that only Jasper could organize and execute, built on impulse and the firm conviction that schedules were suggestions. He texted Saturday night asking if he could stop by Sunday for a few hours. We hadn’t seen each other in almost two years.

I said yes before I though
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