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... versation. The chocolate cake sat untouched on my plate—dark and dense, the smell of it mixing with coffee and perfume made my head swim.
"You want to leave, don’t you?" Lucas said suddenly, his voice quiet under the noise of the room.
I looked up, startled. "What?"
"You’ve been checking your phone all night." He smiled sadly, the expression making the corners of his eyes crinkle. "And I’m guessing it’s not me you’re texting."
"Lucas" My throat felt tight.
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