RUTH’S POVThe interior of the car was a suffocating capsule of silence, broken only by the hum of the tires against the asphalt. Reign drove with a rigid, mechanical precision, his eyes locked on the dark road ahead, while I stared blankly out the passenger window at the passing streetlights. My body still felt entirely hollow, stripped of its weight, completely numb to the reality of the house we had just left behind.Then, the noise began.It started with my phone in my purse—a sudden, sharp chime that was instantly cut off by another, and then another. A second later, Reign’s phone in the center console joined in, its vibrating buzz rattling against the leather trim.At first, the pings came in intervals, but within a minute, the devices were ringing endlessly, a chaotic, overlapping symphony of incoming calls and frantic message alerts."Don't," I choked out, my voice sounding incredibly faint, dry, and fragile in the quiet car. I pulled my knees toward my chest, burying my face
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