Chapter 67. Project planning... Right?

The café next to school was half-empty, warmed with the aroma of cinnamon pastries and espresso steam. I tucked into the corner booth by the window, nervously fiddling with the edge of my sleeve while Lara slid into the seat across from me like she owned the place.

Her black hoodie was oversized, sl...

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