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CHAPTER 23

Brent’s POV

Waiting had never been my strong suit.

I hated it the silence, the stares, the way time seemed to crawl just to spite me. And yet, here I was, stuck in this crowded café, staring at the clock for the hundredth time.

“Eleven,” I muttered under my breath, my jaw tightening. The guy o...