DANE'S POVI stood in the grand hall, frustration simmering beneath my skin like a pot about to boil over. "Just 3 days, that's all we've got left, and the preparations are crawling along like a snail on Valium," I said, my voice low and even, but with a hint of irritation that I couldn't quite keep in check.Caleb stood before me, a smirk dancing on his lips, his eyes sparkling with amusement like he knew some secret joke I didn't. I knew that look, knew he was hiding something behind those laughing eyes. "You're still smiling? What's so funny?" I asked, my tone sharp enough to cut, but I didn't care.He chuckled, the sound low and husky, and I felt a flicker of annoyance like a flame that refused to die. As his best friend, I knew his reactions were rarely without motive. Every giggle, every smirk, hid something beneath the surface. "Nothing," he said, "just thinking about the party."I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "You're teasing me," I accused, my voice dropping to a whisper,
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