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... vening traffic. That way, you won’t ruin someone’s dinner."
The voice was sharp, laced with dry irritation, but there was something else buried under it. Something harder to define.
Lunara turned her head slowly.
A man stood tall beside her, his hand still loosely holding her arm. His grip had already loosened, but the warmth of it still lingered.
The moment Lunara’s eyes landed on the man, her eyes shifted.
The man looked awfully... familiar.
Shar ...
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