Maya's phone buzzed at 9 AM with a name she'd been dreading.Vanessa.*Hey babe! Coffee today? I miss my bestie! ❤️*Three exclamation points and a heart emoji. Vanessa always wielded punctuation like weapons—enthusiastic on the surface, calculated underneath. In her previous life, Maya would have rushed to meet her, oblivious to the viper behind the smile.This Maya knew better.*Sure. Park Avenue café? 2 PM?**Perfect! xoxo*Maya set the phone down, hands trembling. She had bigger problems—Daniel's life threatened, Ethan's investigator had photographed them, the apocalypse coming. But Vanessa represented a different threat. Personal. The kind of betrayal that destroyed you from inside.And maybe Maya could use that.The café was expensive, trendy, full of people who looked important. Maya arrived early, choosing a table by the window, watching the street for any sign of Ethan's people following her. Her nerves were raw from Daniel's situation, from the threats, from everything spiral
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