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Chapter 38: The pick up

Author: Stella Friday
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-10-05 23:53:43

Hazel’s POV

The rest of the day dragged so slowly. Every sound in the house made me almost jump out of my skin —the clock ticking, the fridge humming, even my own heartbeat.

I tried watching TV, listening to music, even folding laundry just to keep busy but none of it worked. My brain kept reflecting on the conversation I had with Trey.

I gave up pretending I was fine by the evening. I picked up my phone lying beside me on the bed, my fingers hovered over Jaxon's contact for a few minutes bef
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