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Chapter 191: Date Part 3
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Matthew kept one hand on the wheel and the other resting lightly on the center console. Angel leaned against the window, legs curled under her, the faint city lights reflecting softly across her face. Jazz still played from the car speakers—subtle, quiet, like the final notes of a long day exhaling.
Outside, Quezon City pulsed on, but inside the vehicle, it felt like the rest of the world had hit pause.
"Turn right at the next," Angel murmured. "Blue gate with the ceramic ...
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