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NORA

When we arrived at the table, the tension was so thick you could almost cut through with a knife.

Emily’s eyes darted between us as I slid into the booth. “Well, that's weird,” she said.

I forced a smile, ignoring the way my pulse still pounded in my ears. I’d been starved of Liam’s touch for so long that I forgot how good it felt. “What’s weird?” I fidgeted, hoping no one noticed