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Control & Chaos
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2026-06-02 02:30:28CATARINA
My phone was vibrating before I even opened my eyes.
I groaned, reaching for it on the nightstand and squinting at the screen through the early morning light filtering through those ridiculous pink curtains.
Seven missed calls from my father.
Twelve texts from Marco.
All variations of the same message: Call me. Now.
I sat up, rubbing my eyes and scrolling through Marco's increasingly frantic mes
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