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(SOMEWHERE IN NEW YORK)
Andrea sat across from a man, laughing at something he said, but anyone paying close attention would notice the stiffness in her posture, the tight grip she had on the fork, and the distant look in her eyes. She didn't want to be here-not with him, not with anyone.
Her mind was elsewhere, replaying the heated argume
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