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... undredth time. The candle we lit when we first sat down has barely melted a quarter-inch, but it feels like we’ve been waiting for hours.
"Do you think he’ll show up?" I ask, drumming my fingers against the worn wooden surface of the table.
Sirre leans back in her chair, stretching like a contented cat. The flickering candlelight dances across her features, highlighting the mischievous gleam in her emerald eyes.
"I don’t know," she says with a dismissive shrug. "He’s alwa ...
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