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CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE: The Empty Pocket

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Emma's POV

The screen of my phone does not go dark. The words just sit there on the glass, bright and cold in the quiet of the car.

Ask Grey about the woman who waved at him last Tuesday.

I read it once. I read it again.

I do not drop the phone. I do not cry. I have spent two years learning how to do both of those things without making a sound, and my hands are completely steady as I lay the device face down on my lap.

Beside me, Julian moves. The wool of his coat brushes against mine, a soft,
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