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Dante leaned against a car, his piercing gaze locked onto her. "What are you doing here?" he asked, his tone laced with curiosity and a hint of suspicion.
Grace's heart raced, and she stuttered, "Uh, I.... I came to get something."
Dante raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. "Get what? Because I don't see why you would come to the parking lot to g
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