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Chapter 97: The Test

Author: MeritAbi
last update publish date: 2026-06-01 16:40:01

POV: Hailey

I sat up slowly.

Evans was on the edge of the bed watching me with the careful stillness of someone who has just said something they can't take back and is waiting to find out what it costs them, and I looked at his face and then I looked at the folded page in his hand and I said, "Show me."

He handed it over.

I read it. I read it again. The numbers meant less to me than they would to him but the confirmation note at the bottom was written in plain language and I understood plain la
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