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### Synopsis: "Unraveling Fates"Hannah Walker doesn't trust anyone, especially men. They're manipulative and toxic – her lousy ex taught her that lesson well. Enter Terry Snacker, the embodiment of everything she despises. He's arrogant, a troublemaker, and worshipped by everyone who meets him – except her. But he's also relentless, charming, and unfairly gorgeous.Their first meeting? Instant mutual hatred. Their second? Just as bad. Their third? Um... you see where I'm going with this. It's clear to everyone around them that they're not each other's biggest fans. But fate, or maybe some cosmic prank, keeps bringing them together – forcing them to learn more about each other.But like Hannah, Terry has a dark past – he's just better at hiding it. Faced with an uncertain future, threats from an unknown assailant, and still trying to heal past wounds, both of them will have to learn to rely on each other.In a story filled with unexpected twists, searing tension, and undeniable attraction, Hannah and Terry must navigate their complicated feelings and the dangerous secrets that threaten to tear them apart.

Terry Snacker

me with a mix of embarrassment and lingering defiance.

"Well," she stammered, clearly struggling to maintain her composure, "maybe if you weren't so busy acting like a jerk, people wouldn't be so quick to assume the worst about you."

I smirked, shaking my head. "Or maybe people should just mind their own business. Ever think of that?"

She opened her mouth to retort but seemed to think better of it. Instead, she huffed and turned on her heel, marching out of the coffee shop with her head held high. The door closed behind her with a jingle of the bell, and the tension in the room seemed to dissipate.

The barista gave me a sympathetic smile as she handed me my coffee. "Sorry about that, Terry. Some people just like to make a scene."

I nodded, taking a sip of my now perfectly brewed coffee. "No worries. Just another day."

As I left the coffee shop, I couldn't help but think about what Hannah had said. Sure, she was abrasive and judgmental, but there was a kernel of truth in her words. Maybe I did come off as self-centered and arrogant. But then again, I had my reasons. Life hadn't exactly been a cakewalk for me, and I had learned to look out for myself first and foremost.

Still, the encounter left a sour taste in my mouth. I didn't like the idea of someone thinking they had me all figured out, especially when they were so off the mark. But what could I do? People were going to think what they wanted, and I couldn't change that.

As I made my way back to campus, I resolved to let it go. I had more important things to focus on. Like surviving another day of classes and making it through my shift at the bar later that night.

But despite my best efforts, the image of Hannah's angry blue eyes and her sharp words lingered in the back of my mind. She was a firecracker, that was for sure. And something told me that this wasn't the last time our paths would cross.

Back in my dorm, I tried to push the encounter out of my mind as I got ready for work. But it was no use. Hannah had gotten under my skin in a way I hadn't expected. And as much as I hated to admit it, I found myself wondering what her story was. What had made her so quick to judge, so ready to lash out?

Maybe, just maybe, there was more to her than met the eye. And maybe, despite our differences, we weren't so different after all.

As I headed out for my shift, I couldn't help but smile. Life had a funny way of throwing curveballs, and I had a feeling this was just the beginning of a new chapter. One where the girl in the red hoodie might play a bigger role than I ever could have anticipated.

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