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“Better,” she said. “Clean it up.”
For one second, nobody moved.
Then a server stepped forward.
I stopped him with one look.
I picked up a napkin.
I crouched.
And I cleaned the floor.
Not because Sophie had won.
Because she had just given me the kind of evidence no apology could erase.
Chapter 4: The Line They Should Never Have Crossed
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