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Chapter 16: Not Here

Author: Max Shinabery
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Delaney

Nobody spoke until we were three blocks away from campus. Not me. Not Kellan. Not Callan. Not Harper. The silence inside Darian’s SUV was so thick I could practically feel it pressing against my skin.

I sat in the back between Harper and Naomi with my arms crossed tightly over my chest. Kellan was in the passenger seat. Callan sat beside Darian. Jett and Rhys had taken another car. Apparently, getting me away from campus had required an entire fucking evacuation plan.

I hated that. I ha
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