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I smiled a smug, satisfied smile and offered a small wave to the female driver with a long, silver-white ponytail looped through a uniform cap. She smirked, her blood-red lips curling up as she gave a finger wave back. Then she tipped the brim of her hat lower before accelerating the truck down the street, carrying Chase out of my cities… and my life.
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