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Chapter 98

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Samuel's Point of View

The call ended before I could say another word.

I lowered the phone from my ear and stared at the dark screen, hoping it would light up again. It didn't.

Ava had finally answered.

After days of calling and getting nothing but silence, she had spoken to me for less than a minute before disappearing again.

I leaned back in my chair and let out a slow breath.

At least she was alive.

That was the only thing stopping me from driving across the city and searching every place I
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