Why was she not picking up my calls?Corinne stood still in the middle of her small apartment, her phone pressed to her ear, listening as the ringing faded out again until it reached the mechanical voicemail tone.She lowered the phone and glared at the screen. “Straight to voicemail again,” she hissed.Her fingers trembled with a mix of rage and pure, cold fear. Madison never ignored her. They were a team. They had a plan, and everything depended on timing.Corinne dragged a hand through her hair and turned in a circle, her eyes scanning the small living room: the couch, the coffee table, the half-drawn curtains. “Pick up, you stupid bitch,” she whispered, her thumb stabbing the call button one more time.It rang once. It stopped. Madison had manually rejected the call.Corinne’s chest tightened until it hurt to breathe. “Fuck!” she screamed, hurling a throw pillow across the room. It hit a lamp, sending it wobbling dangerously.Since the day she and Madison decided to destroy Lau
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