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Chloe Bishop froze mid-motion, clutching the dirty plates. She let out a dry, awkward laugh. "Right, the weekend. Haha, I totally forgot."

She quickly turned toward the sink to hide her face. Her mind was a mess. She kept stealing glances at the scratches on Rob Stark’s neck through the reflection in the window. They looked deep. The guilt was eating her alive.

After she finished the dishes