The Pensive Gentleman
’ It reads.
My heart hammers against my chest almost painfully, and more tears coat my eyes. I let the note fall from my hand, rummaging through my bag.
The second item out is my phone. I press the power button once, and it doesn’t come on, but when I long press it does.
It was turned off.
Oh no.
The moment my phone comes on, notifications flood in, from Nadine, Nicolas, Marina, and Marciano.
My chest tightens, my eyes moving to the larger display on the screen. The time.
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