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... sic too sharp, the air too thick with perfume and champagne. Every word, every glance, pressed against her ribs like invisible hands squeezing tighter and tighter. If she stayed one second longer, she was certain she would shatter right there in front of everyone.
"I... need to go to the restroom," she muttered.
She didn’t wait for Liam—or anyone—to answer.
She didn’t walk away.
She fled.
Her heels struck the grass in quick, uneven beats as if something mo ...
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