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Chapter 14

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Evelyn’s POV

I woke up that morning to noise. At first, I thought I was dreaming because it felt like part of whatever messy dream I was having people talking, flashes of voices, a strange buzz that wouldn’t stop. But when I opened my eyes and listened properly, it was real. The noise was coming from outside.

I pulled myself out of bed and walked to the window, still half asleep, thinking maybe one of the neighbors was having some sort of delivery or event. But the moment I looked out, my heart dropped. There was a crowd outside our gates. Reporters. Cameras flashing, microphones sticking out like weapons, vans with station logos parked in front of the house.

It was chaos.

For a second, I just stood there staring, trying to make sense of it. Then I heard voices downstairs and rushed out, not even bothering to change out of my nightgown. My hair was a mess, feet bare, but I didn’t care.

Before I got down the last step, I saw Clara by the front door. She was standing next to her f
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