Chapter 171 Shattered Glass and Spilled Milkshake

Mila’s POV

Eliza and I walked down the hallway, still talking about nothing and everything — her voice soft, mine quieter. The bathroom lights had left a faint buzz in my ears, and the warmth of the diner pressed against us as we stepped out of the narrow corridor.

Eliza nudged me lightly. “Okay...

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