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he whispered. “OK,” I responded quietly. Kadeer gave my body a gentle squeeze before we both fell into a comfortable slumber. Ж The constant buzzing of Kadeer’s phone and his ringing doorbell interrupted my sex-induced slumber. Kadeer was a heavy sleeper, so I had to prod him a few times to wake him up. He groaned in frustration when he picked up the phone. He had an iPhone Max, so I could also see Skylar’s name on the large screen.

Kir isn’t wrong about that. But if he’s the one coaxing it from me, I don’t mind suffering a little. Fuck. I need a distraction. I reach over to the coffee table with my uninjured hand and grab the tablet and stylus Kir bought for me. It’s not my laptop and tapping on the keypad with the stylus is slow and frustrating, but it has internet access and will help me find what I’m looking for. Kir wants specifics. My brain, denied its usual diet of complex code and surveillance algorithms, immediately latches onto the new research parameter.

I must find out the truth. ‎

“Find who? Looking for who?” “Him.” I reply briefly. That wakes her fully. “Oh,” she says. “Mr. Boring Savior and the guy who lectured you.” “Exactly,” I snap. “Who does that?” I grab my laptop again. “I can’t find him anywhere.” She leans closer, squinting at my screen. “Marcella… what exactly were you expecting to find?” “I expected to see him there,” I say sharply, tapping People You May Know again. She blinks. “There?”

As soon as I did, I put it on Airplane mode, so that I won’t be disturbed by any unwanted calls. I was so glad that Sophia and none of my friends knew where I was staying currently, or else I would have been raided by them. I spent my time on A****n Kindle, looking for books of my taste to read, to consume my time. It was a grueling thirty minutes, but I had yet to find any reverse harem that would suit my needs. I flung my phone on the bed and groaned. “Am I going to have to stay cooped in here like this?”

I want to end her. She’s making my life a living hell. Why? I walk to the bathroom and I have a long relaxing shower. I let the hot water wash away my tiredness. I get dressed and once I am about to leave I remember I have found my phone. If it’s still on I will be able to find it. I walk into my office and I turn my MacBook on and I search for my phone. Shit. I know where that is. That’s Karen’s office. Fuck

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What were they doing out this late? Then I remembered something. Two weeks ago, I'd logged into my G***l account on Maya's phone. It had been half-practical, half-mischievous—I'd claimed I needed to show her something important in my email, but really, I'd been thinking about that movie where the guy tracked his girlfriend's phone when she disappeared. It had seemed funny at the time, a "just in case" thing that I never intended to use. Now I opened my laptop browser, navigated to my G****e account, and clicked "Find my device." Sure enough, there was Maya's phone, pinging in real-time.

Something high in my chest something I had not known I was holding released, and I almost sat back down from the shock of how much lighter my body was without it. I did not sit back down. I walked across my own living room. Past the couch where Derek had been. Past the coffee table Derek had not assembled. Past the rug Derek had picked. Down the hall, slow because my wrist still hurt and slow because I had not yet remembered how to move in a house without mapping the distance to exits, and into the bedroom where a pink lacquered box had been waiting, patient, for three years. I opened the nightstand drawer. I lifted the book. An old paperback copy of a novel I had loved before I met Derek, a

She pawned it as well and finally had the complete money. She took the money to the herbal doctor and got the drink in return with the assurance that she was going to get pregnant in no time. The herbal doctor gave Ivy her phone number to call her if she felt any discomfort and Ivy thanked her profusely. After two weeks, Ivy tried the herbal doctor's number to inform her that she had finished the herbal drink but it was out of service. She tried repeatedly but had no success. Eventually, she decided to go see the lady in person.