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CHAPTER 27
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2026-03-07 06:57:44Eliza's POV
The first night, I didn't sleep at all.Adam and I sat on the couch, the phone on the coffee table between us like a bomb that might or might not explode. The screen stayed dark. No new messages. No calls. Nothing.I watched it until my eyes burned."Maybe it's over," I said sometime around 3 a.m. "Maybe they said what they needed to say."Adam didn't answer right away. He was watching the window, the street below, the shadows between b
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