HOLLY The phone call had left me shaken, but I didn’t waste a second. I threw on a coat, grabbed my keys, and drove through the empty streets, the city still asleep while Juliet’s world burned.When I arrived, the scene was chaos. Fire trucks lined the street, their lights flashing red against the night sky. Hoses snaked across the pavement, spraying torrents of water into the skeletal remains of Juliet’s home. Smoke billowed upward, thick and choking, carrying the acrid scent of destruction.Neighbors stood clustered in blankets, whispering, watching. And there, near the ambulance, was Juliet.She was wrapped in a fireman’s coat, her hair tangled, her face streaked with soot and tears. Barefoot, shivering, clutching herself as if she could hold her life together with her arms alone.When she saw me, she broke. “Holly!”I rushed to her, pulling her into my arms. She trembled against me, her sobs raw, her voice fractured. “I thought I was going to die. I smelled smoke, I thought it wa
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