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CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Lana's POV
Lana sat in the back of a quiet cab, watching the streetlights blur against the window like memories she couldn't quite catch.
She hadn't spoken to Zara since the confrontation. Not properly. Her sister's face, the confusion and disappointment, haunted her more than she liked to admit.
But tonight wasn't about guilt.