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Chapter 195: Girls’ Day Out: Haute Art Havoc
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... t the moment we pushed through the glass doors. Warm chatter filled the small pizzeria, families and couples crowded around checkered tables, forks clinking against plates. It was cozy, a little loud, and exactly what my empty stomach needed.
We claimed a booth by the window as the sun pierced through it. Aria tossed her sunglasses on the table like she owned the place. The light had that golden, late-afternoon sharpness, too early for dinner but late enough that the place was buzzing wi ...
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