Chapter Eleven—Michael's POV My phone wouldn’t stop ringing. Every call, every notification, felt like a rope tightening around my chest. Urgent voices and demands I couldn’t escape, all pressing me to move faster and decide faster. But my mind refused to settle. Every second, my thoughts bounced off one another like a storm I couldn’t contain. I didn’t want to decide, yet I had to. Every instinct told me I needed to act, but I couldn’t figure out what.I was pacing the living room when the door opened. Kayla slipped in, the air around her thick with calculated calm. I stopped dead in my tracks, my eyes locking on her. There was a sharp edge in my gaze, a warning.“What do you want?” I asked.She smiled, the kind of smile that never reached her eyes. “Laura isn’t home,” she said.The words hit me like ice water. My stomach dropped, my lungs clenched. “What?” I asked, my voice rising even though I didn’t want it to.“Relax,” Kayla said, tilting her head. “She is probably just out. Mayb
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