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Chapter 3

The cafe feels too quiet now, the hum of conversations and clinking cups fading into the background. Y/N stares at the folded paper in front of them, pulse pounding. Every instinct screams at them to walk away, but their fingers tremble as they reach for it.

Y/N's pov:

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