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... , glaring daggers at the ceiling. The air was stifling, sticky with heat, and the AC had chosen tonight—of all nights—to stop working.
Her lips curled in a bitter pout. I’m sure he knew.
Her fingers clenched at the duvet. Daniel Clafford must have known the AC in this room was broken. And he still let me storm out!
Correction, her subconscious piped up smugly. You’re the one who stormed out.
Anna scowled at the inner voice, rolling onto her side as if she could cr ...
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