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༶•┈┈❦ Accident ❦┈┈•༶

Author: Sunmisola.A
last update publish date: 2026-08-18 20:12:56
❈❈Cassie Pov❈❈

I was getting ready for bed when my phone rang.

Unknown number. I didn't want to answer, but something made me pick up.

"Cassie?" Riley's voice came through, and it was completely shattered. Like she'd been crying so hard she could barely speak.

"Riley?" I said. "What's wrong?"

"Jayson," she said, and I heard her take a shaky breath. "There was an accident. A car accident. He's at Mount Sinai hospital and I can't... I can't..."

She broke down completely.

"Okay," I sa
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