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Chapter Eight: Unseen

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The knock came again.

Sharp.

Impatient.

"Leila."

Zane.

Her heart tightened.

She immediately grabbed the phone.

Locked the screen.

Shoved it beneath the pillow.

Then took a deep breath.

Another.

And another.

By the time she reached the door, her expression was almost normal.

Almost.

She opened it.

Zane stood outside.

His arm was wrapped in bandages.

His face showed no sign of the chaos that had happened less than twenty-four hours ago.

For one second, Leila thought he knew.

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