Chapter 24

    On Miró Coffee, Dion's trying to explain himself as I cooly sip with my Cappuccino.

    "Sweetheart, please, talk to me?"

    I put down my cup and turn to face him. "What?"

    "You are silent the whole time."

    "I have nothing to say," I replied nonchalantly.

    He let an exasperated sigh, ...

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