Dani's Pov
Sitting at the small corner table, I gripped my glass of cold coffee, taking a tiny sip that did nothing to cool the rising heat inside me. Despite the air conditioner humming loudly overhead and blowing chilly air against my skin, I felt like I was burning alive from sheer, suffocating tension.
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