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The library's fluorescent lights drone a steady, sterile hum, washing the worn wooden tables in a sickly glow. Dust motes swim in the silent air, and the scent of old paper and stale coffee clings to everything. I'm leaning back in my chair, one foot tapping restlessly, fingers drumming a tense rhythm on the tabletop. My jaw is clenched tight. Then I see you walk in, and that familiar scowl settles over your face like a storm cloud. I force my mouth into a smirk, but beneath it, I'm fraying—Jules's betrayal is a fresh burn, and this desperate plan is my only move. When you finally stop in front of me, I tilt my head, my voice dropping low and steady. "Let's fake date. It's not like you have much of a choice anyway, not with that creep tailing you." I hold your gaze, waiting, the silence…