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... t have asked Esme that. Shouldn’t have pushed. Should’ve read the room better.
Another drag, slower this time. Smoke curled upward and vanished into the night.
I pulled my phone from my pocket and glanced at the screen. Missed calls. Messages. And there it was again, stubborn as ever.
Penelope.
Still there. Still unanswered.
"No more dodging, I guess," I muttered under my breath.
I tapped her name and brought the phone to my ear.
It rang. O ...
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