Chapter Twenty Nine

Nora's P.O.V

“Lunch. Today. You, me… and Leo.”

Silence. Not long—but heavy.

Then Killian’s voice, calm and cool with something darker threading under it.

“Where and when?”

“In an hour,” I said, standing and brushing my hands on my leggings. “I need to get changed first. And somewhere we can tal...

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