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... lf caught between Gabriel’s nervous energy and Maxwell’s insufferable confidence. Gabriel kept glancing at me with concern, clearly worried that I might have another breakdown. Maxwell, on the other hand, strutted along like he was attending his own coronation.
*Why was he even here? What kind of person insisted on chaperoning their friend’s date? And what kind of friend allowed it?*
The hostess greeted us warmly, though I caught her doing a double-take when she saw Maxwell. Appa ...
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