The next morning, Derek and Jennifer were already dressed and ready to leave. Jennifer was fussing with her earrings, Derek buttoning his shirt, and Eli grabbing his phone. Stiles stood by the door with a polite smile, her short skirt swaying as she wished them a safe trip.
βDonβt overwork yourself, Stiles,β Jennifer said, her voice tight, as if every word cost her effort.













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