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CHRISTIAN

The phone rang three times before it went to voicemail.

I stared at the screen like it had personally offended me, then dropped it on the desk with a sharp clatter and leaned back in my chair, glaring at nothing.

She wasn’t picking up.

I’d already tried twice before this, and each time it was the same—her voice on the recording, and nothing else. A little part of me hoped she would at least text me back, even if it was just to tell me to go to hell. But no. Nothing.

Why did I even care? I was mad at her. She hadn’t told me she was being threatened, but I was genuinely worried. It must’ve taken its toll on her. I just hoped she was okay. I’d have to call Alfred later.

I dragged a hand over my face and let out a bitter laugh. She had avoided Alex all through dinner last night too, which I didn’t miss, no matter how hard she tried to play it off.

And the worst part? I wasn’t even sure which of them I was angrier at — Alex, for being the one to tell me what she was going through
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