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You talk?

Author: Jojo
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-05-03 21:36:02

Eveyeln’s POV

“Eveyeln, I’ve been looking for you.”

His voice sliced through the silence like a blade, low and tense as he stepped toward me. I instinctively backed away, heart punching against my ribs. I could feel the fear crawling up my spine, leaving a trail of icy goosebumps.

But then… his eyes shifted.

To my hands.

To the phone.

Shit.

I tucked it behind me, quick, but not quick enough.

“You got another phone?” he asked, eyes narrowing.

I didn’t answer couldn’t. I just held onto the silence like it was a shield, even as dread churned in my gut. Instead, I snatched my iPad from my bag and typed a single word:

No.

I slipped the phone into my bag, my hands trembling just slightly. I needed to leave. I needed to get away from his gaze, his questions, the heat of suspicion radiating from him.

But before I could even take a full step, his hand shot out and gripped my wrist. Tight.

My breath caught in my throat.

“I heard a voice when I got here,” he said slowly, like he was tasting each
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