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Chapter 12

Author: O.Fola
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The doorbell rang just after midnight. A single clean chime that sliced through the quiet like it didn’t belong in a place like this.

I was sitting in the guest bed, knees pulled to my chest, the blanket wrapped tight around me. The house was still, I hadn’t slept, I hadn’t breathed since the video.

I didn’t move until I heard voices low at first then rising. I pushed the door open from the hallway, I saw Desmond standing at the front door. His posture was sharp, defensive.

On the other side stood Noah.

His hair was a mess, his shirt was wrinkled. He looked like he hadn’t eaten in days. They didn’t notice me right away.

“She doesn’t want to see you,” Desmond said.

Noah’s expression didn’t change. “Is that what she said? Or what do you want?”

Desmond stepped forward. “She came here, that should tell you everything.”

Then Noah’s voice cut through it. “Grace.”

I stepped out fully into the hall, and both of them turned.

Desmond’s mouth set into a flat line.

Noah didn’t say anything else
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