CHAPTER HUNDRED & FIFTY-FIVE

ASHLEY

I admired the interior of FutChic, feeling a wave of quiet nostalgia wash over me like perfume, faint but unmistakable. The place had changed. It had been nearly three years since I stepped foot inside, and the difference was striking.

The once-muted, earthy color palette of terracotta and ...

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