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... he said between chuckles.
Adeline whipped her head toward him, pointing a finger at him. "No. No, no, no. You said it wouldn’t taste the same as it used to. You did not say it would taste like literal ash."
"Same thing."
"No, it is not the same thing! I was expecting it to be, I don’t know, bland—not like I just licked the bottom of a fireplace!"
Enzo only laughed harder, enjoying this far too much.
Adeline stared at the tub of ice cream, her mind reeling, ...
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