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... ir smelled faintly of wood polish and alcohol, with a low hum of muffled voices from beyond the walls. I blinked, quickly scanning my surroundings to get my bearings.
The room was boxed in by wooden walls, their grainy texture catching the dim amber light from a single hanging lamp. A sliding door sat at one end, half-open, letting in a sliver of the hallway’s glow. I glanced at the seat across from me, empty. Hailey hadn’t arrived yet.
We’d agreed to grab drinks together, but I’ ...
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