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Chapter 30
Angela’s POV The door clicked shut behind me, and for a moment, I allowed myself to believe that everything might just be okay. Alex’s apartment felt warm and familiar, filled with the memories of the times we’d shared. The scent of his cologne lingered in the air, mingling with the smell of coffee brewing in the kitchen. It felt almost normal. He turned to me with a small smile, gesturing toward the living room. “I made us some coffee. You look like you could use it.” “Yeah, thanks,” I replied, my voice a little shaky. I followed him to the couch, where two mugs of coffee sat on the table, steam curling up from them. He’d even put out a plate of cookies, just like he always did when we needed to talk. I sat down, taking the mug in my hands, the warmth soothing my nerves. Alex sat besi
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