Dante held his throbbing forehead, his head feeling like it would burst.
He rested his forehead on the steering wheel, paying no attention to Mary sitting beside him.
"So, Miss McQueen..."
"Your name is Mary McQueen, right?"
Mary nodded awkwardly, the girl biting her lip an……
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