You Look Ugly When You Cry

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DAPHNE "Why do you want me to attend this party?" My voice comes out softer than I intend, breathy and uncertain. I'm still trying to make sense of it, to figure out why Ezekiel insists on dragging me along when he could just bring his precious ex-fiancée instead. His eyes light up with amusement, and a smirk curls at the corners of his lips. "Now we're talking." He steps back and lowers himself into the nearest chair, relaxing like he has all the time in the world. "I need you to hack into the Mayor's system." I blink, unsure I heard him right. "What?" My voice sharpens. "You want me to do what?" "Hack into the Mayor’s system." He repeats, like he's asking me to pass the salt and not commit a federal crime. I stare at him. Is he insane? "Are you out of your mind? Do you even know wha

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