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Chapter Sixty Eight Celebration 

Author: Sam-crowned
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-03 17:56:32

Sarah’s POV

I stepped down from my car and walked toward our front door, my heart light and full of quiet excitement.

As I reached for the doorknob, ready to twist it downwards, my phone buzzed in my bag, startling me. I hesitated, my hand still on the knob, and quickly fished out my phone. The screen lit up, and there it was.

Dave.

For a moment, I blinked at the name. He was calling me back. Maybe he had seen my missed call and was returning it.

I answered at once. “Hello,” I said, trying to sound casual even though my voice carried a small tremor of curiosity.

“I sincerely apologize, Sarah. I missed your call earlier,” he said, his tone smooth, polite, and familiar.

Though it was thoughtful of him to call back, my brow furrowed. How did he know I called? When I’d tried reaching him before, my phone had said his number was not available. If his number wasn’t available, it shouldn’t have rung, and he shouldn’t have known I called at all.

“How did you know I called earlier?” I asked, u
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