MITCH POV My phone rang, jolting me awake. My heart thudded like I’d been yanked out of a nightmare. For a split second, I thought of her. *Of course it’s Lena.* She must’ve finally come to her senses and decided to call. I grabbed the phone instantly. “Lena, where the hell are you?!” “Dude, it’s me.” Jake. My jaw tightened. I blinked hard and dragged a hand down my face, checking the caller ID. “Yeah… hello,” I muttered, voice rough with sleep, as I rubbed my tired eyes. “Man… what’s going on between you and Lena?” “Nothing,” I snapped, too quickly. “What do you mean, what’s going on?” There was a pause. “You don’t sound convincing. I got your text, remember? You said you were about to lose your shit. It’s past midnight, Mitch. I figured something serious was up.” *Wait, I texted him?* I sat up slowly, the room spinning for a second. That’s when I noticed it—I wasn’t in my bedroom. I had crashed in the guest room. How the hell did I even get here? “Talk to me, man. W
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