LEON'S POV The buzz of my phone against my thigh felt like a physical shock. I pulled it from my pocket, the glow of the screen cutting through the dim light of my bedroom. Come outside, you have five minutes. My heart did that familiar, erratic skip, a mix of terror and a strange, pathetic sort of anticipation. A tiny part of me wanted to rebel and say “no.” But like I said, it was a tiny part. Before I even realised what I was doing, I'd slipped on my shoes. I checked the hallway. Silence. My father’s study door was shut, the low murmur of his evening prayers filtering through the wood. Safe. With my heart slightly in my throat, I slipped out the back door, the cool night air biting through my thin jacket. Aaron’s black truck was idling at the edge of the curb, its headlights killed, looking like a shadow that had detached itself from the pavement. Without hesitation, I opened the passenger door and slid in, the scent of expensive leather, mint, and something woodsy, immedia
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