CHAPTER 81
Author: R. AUSTINNITE
last update2025-06-26 20:58:55
Nova looked at him, then back at the car. She shot him a sharp glare. How could he look at the car like that when he was the reason it ended up wrecked in the first place?

“Yes. That car. The one I nearly killed you with. Problem?” she asked, as if daring him to argue.

Sean didn’t answer. He just kept staring at the crumpled front like it might explode.

Nova sighed and raised her phone again. “Abrill. The car’s wrecked. Because someone doesn’t know how to use crosswalks like a normal person.”

Se
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