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Chapter 49 Roc

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Getting ready for dinner with my parents shouldn’t make me nervous. I’ve faced worse things in my life, real danger, real pressure, but somehow this felt bigger. More important. Like the whole night balanced on a thin line I didn’t want to mess up.

Marco stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his tie for the tenth time. “Do I look okay? Be honest. Your mom is going to judge me. I can feel it.”

I snorted. “My mom is going to love you.”

He shot me a look. “You don’t know that.”

“I do,” I said, s
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