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KATYA

I’m halfway through my mascara when my phone buzzes.

Grant: You can find your way to the hotel, right? I can meet you there but I won’t be able to pick you up.

I nearly poke my own eye out.

Of course he can’t pick me up. Of course.

I’m this close to texting Grant back something that could peel the paint off every wall in Manhattan — but then Leo sends a photo.

And just like that, my prioriti