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CHAPTER 7

Penulis: GREY INK
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-11 04:22:17

Zara’s POV

I had forgotten we had plans. I checked the time on my phone and changed direction and headed toward the small cafe on the east side of campus where Marcus and I had been meeting every Tuesday and Thursday since freshman year.

The cafe was warm and busy when I pushed through the door. It smelled like coffee and something buttery baking in the back and the noise of it — low voices, cups clinking, music coming from somewhere — wrapped around me immediately and I felt my shoulders dro
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