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... Sienna. Pretending not to care had become a survival skill, though my chest still felt like it carried a weight I couldn’t set down. I stayed buried in work until almost nine, staring at spreadsheets long after the words blurred.
When my phone buzzed, I almost didn’t answer. It was Cara, my best friend. Her voice was slurred, words tumbling over one another. She was drunk. She needed me.
I shoved the files into a neat pile, grabbed my keys, and drove. The city lights blurred past ...
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