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Nora Fatehi hadn't expected to run into Nicholas Taylor at the restroom.

No—to be precise, he had come specifically to wait for her.

"Let go."

Nora Fatehi shook off his grip on her wrist.

The wound on Nicholas Taylor's hand had already been bandaged, meaning he'd gone to the hospital and come back. His expression was just as dark as when he'd stormed out of the private room