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Chapter 44

India's POV

The air outside La Fiore D’Italia smelled faintly of roasted garlic and regret.

I hadn’t been here in years, yet the place looked exactly as I remembered, the same amber lights dangling low like tired stars, the same soft jazz humming from within, the same gold-lettered sign that mocked me with a sense of nostalgia I never asked for.

8:27 p.m.

Of course, I was late.

I stood by the arched doorway longer than I should have, my fingers tracing the clutch I carried as
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