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Chapter 50

Author: Tory
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I was at the dining table when the vibration of my phone startled me so sharply that I nearly dropped it onto my breakfast plate. I’d only just finished eating, the taste of coffee and pancakes still lingering faintly on my tongue, when Scott’s name flashed across the screen. My heartbeat picked up.

I swallowed hard and pressed the phone to my ear.

“Hello, Scott?”

His voice came warm and direct, like always. “My dear Sabrina.”

It was his calm tone that immediately set me on edge. “Yes, Scott. Is everything okay?”

There was a soft exhale, and then...

“I got a hold of your mother.”

I froze. My thoughts sputtered before they finally leapt into a single breathless gasp. “You… you. You actually spoke to her?”

“She answered on the first ring,” he replied.

My hand clamped over my mouth as heat pricked behind my eyes.

“What did she say?” My voice cracked embarrassingly.

“Well... she didn’t say much, as expected. But that she’s been waiting to hear from you.” The faintest pause. “An
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