The next morning I was standing in front of the mirror, tying my hair into a ponytail, and getting ready for the gym session when my phone started ringing. I looked at the screen. Jake. My stomach tightened. I let it ring. I didn’t want to talk to him. Not after everything that had happened. Ryan was already suspicious about Marcus, and the last thing I needed was another secret appearing between us. The call ended. A few seconds later, Jake called again. I stared at his name. “Why won’t you leave me alone?” The phone kept ringing. I finally answered. “What do you want?” “Bella, you need to listen to me.” His voice was different. There was no teasing. No anger. He sounded worried. I sat on the edge of the bed. “Then talk.” “Clara knows something.” My heart skipped. “What does she know?” “I don’t know exactly.” “Jake, don’t scare me. What happened?” He breathed heavily. “Ever since she caught my phone, she’s been acting strange.” I went quiet. “What do you mean by strang
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