Chapter 34 Chapter Thirty-Four: First Day at the New Job and worst

Zara’s POV

I sat in the back of the cab and held my bag on my lap. The car smelled like old fries and fake pine spray. The driver did not talk much. He just drove. I watched the city go by through the window.

Buildings.

Cars.

People walking fast on the sidewalks. My hair was still a little wet ...

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