[Elena's POV]"Give me twenty minutes," I said to Noah. "I'm coming back."A silence on the line. Two full seconds of it."Twenty minutes," Noah said. Then the call ended.I lowered the phone. Nicole was already watching me from across the hallway, arms crossed, reading my face the way she'd learned to do in high school when she needed to know if I was actually okay or just performing okay."Adrian set up a flight," she said. "Private. Leaving in two hours. He wants all three of us on it , you, me, your mom. Europe. He said it's the only clean move right now.""Take it," I said.Nicole's arms dropped. "El, ""Take it. Both of you." I looked toward the room where Mom was resting. "Noah and Adrian , whatever's between them now, it's not going to resolve tonight. Get my Mom somewhere safe. I'll follow when I can.""And if Noah doesn't let you leave?"I didn't answer that.Nicole grabbed my arm. "Elena. He thinks you stole from him. He thinks you're carrying someone else's baby and handed
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