Hazel POVI stayed frozen against the Maybach, heart still racing from the race. My legs felt shaky, my stomach unsettled. I was just starting to breathe normally when I heard the sharp click of heels approaching fast.Callie Voss marched straight toward Asher’s car. Her red skirt hugged her body, and her long legs looked endless under the floodlights. She looked even more beautiful up close—polished, expensive, furious. Without hesitation, she yanked open the passenger door like she owned it.I was still half-leaning against the car. She froze when she saw me sitting inside.Her perfectly shaped eyebrows shot up. Shock flashed across her face, quickly turning into pure venom.“Who… Who are you?” she demanded, voice sharp enough to cut. “Why are you in Asher’s car?”I opened my mouth, but the words stuck. “I-I’m…”Before I could finish, Callie reached in and grabbed my wrist. Her nails dug into my skin as she dragged me out of the seat. I stumbled, nearly losing my balance on the pave
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