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Chapter 67: Bathroom

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“Well, it was a bit more than just one kiss, wasn’t it, Nora?” Ramon says out loud.

I quickly snatch his hand off my knee and lean in closer. “I’m not kissing you, Ramon. I don’t know how much wine you’ve had, but you’re getting on my nerves. And I can’t believe you just spilled our secret,” I snap, glaring at him.

Ramon's face breaks for a second. Guilt flashes over his face, and his eyes lift to Esme uncertainly. "I'm not going to tell anyone," Esme swears, raising her hands in defense. Rolling my eyes, I jump up from the couch, remembering to grab the black underwear and clench it tightly in my hand.

Hannah is already in bed, scrolling on her phone with tired eyes. "Ramon told Esme that we kissed!" I whisper-shout, yanking off my dress in frustration.

Hannah looks up at me, then her eyes drop lower, widening in realization. “You weren’t joking. He really did steal your underwear,” she says.

I glance down at myself before holding up my hand in victory. "Stole it back. Well, I d
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