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Chapter 0097

Lilac’s P.O.V.

“A peace offering.” He said, holding it out.

On top was the brisket Hakeem had made, along with mashed potatoes smothered in thick gravy, topped with a buttered roll whose fragrant steam wafted my way.

I didn’t hesitate to narrow my eyes at him. He was working at an angle. Why else
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