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Lilas Light. I try to make no eye contact with those in the bathroom because it seems like everyone in the refreshment building are aware of what I and Salvatore just did. After cleaning myself up, I walk out of the building, a bottle of cold water in my hands because we are getting to the real point of why we are here. I brought him here to meet Owen and enter Ciara’s big master plan. I enter into the golf cart, handing Salvatore a bottle of water. The sunlight plays on his chiseled features, highlighting a strong jawline and piercing eyes as he skillfully juggles the cold bottle of water. At this point, I’m quiet because we are getting close to Ciara. She buzzed my phone about thirty minutes ago, asking where I was and if her dad was coming. I replied and now, I’m getting cold feet. I

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