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... me table as Ryen?
She’d probably strangle me with a fork and smile while doing it.
No thanks. I wasn’t about to lose my life just because I got roped into lunch plans.
She was a red flag—a bright, flaming one with sirens and warning signs. The kind of person you admire from a distance but never approach unless you had a death wish.
But that logic only worked for normal people.
If you were Ryen—the protagonist, the golden boy with plot armor thicker than st ...
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