The Devil's Daughter
His face comes back to the camera.
"Let me call back?" I tell him then cut the video call.
"Sorry, Monica," I give a rather nervous smile, setting my phone and macchiato aside.
"It's Moana." She corrects me, rolling her eyes.
"Sorry, Moana," I offer a sheepish grin, "I'm not looking for a friend at the moment?"
"I'm guessing because you have too many?" She raises a perfect brow.
"Um, yeah, that," I nod anyway, "Way too many."
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