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The officer monitoring the call gave me an "OK" gesture. My hands were trembling as I picked up the receiver. A nearby officer held up a card with a reminder. [Stall for time.] I took a deep breath, but my voice still quivered as I spoke, laced with a desperate sob. "I'm getting the money ready. Please, I beg you, don't hurt my parents." The kidnapper's sneering laugh crackled through the line. "Then move faster! You've got one hour left. I told you—if you're late, I'll kill them!"

vision. Czech time on my wireless screen, it's only ten o'clock on a Saturday morning. A piece of me wishes I had stayed in bed with Justoedith for a while longer, they eat together serenely as we watch the morning children's shows and hug her as she touches the bundle of hair that puts her head on her lap; the other piece of me realizes that the quicker we got this whole thing out of invention specialists and fear, the additional time

on my private channel. It’s showtime.

Any girl with that halo could probably bench-press a linebacker, and Julian would still think she was a damsel in imminent distress. … The athletics department had a basketball game every Wednesday afternoon. I timed my arrival perfectly. I appeared at courtside right in the middle of the most intense part of the game. There was no dress and no makeup this time. All I had on me was my glorious "We Fix Clogged Drains" shirt. My flip-flops slapped against the pavement as I ran. Halfway there, one of them gave its life in the line of duty, the sole separating with a sad squelch. So, I ditched both.

Even from this distance, even in the poor light, I recognized the posture immediately—the same unhurried, contained stillness that had filled his office earlier that morning, the same quiet authority that had somehow made me feel smaller standing across from his desk than I'd ever felt in my life. Damien Blackwood. He hadn't come to the door. He hadn't announced himself, hadn't interrupted a single moment of what had just happened on that porch. He'd simply stood there, across the street, in the dark, watching the whole thing unfold—my begging, my collapse, the door closing on everything I'd ever wanted. And from the look on his face, even at this distance, I understood with a sick, sinking

Kim's watch. _________

"It's my birthday party tonight. Would you like to come?" I nodded. On the private yacht that evening, an enormous champagne tower glittered with golden light. David had changed into a perfectly tailored black suit. His already striking face looked devastatingly handsome under the crystal chandelier lights. Just as I was staring at him in fascination, I caught sight of a familiar figure on another docked yacht from the corner of my eye. It was Alex. Beside him stood Brooke, holding one of the children. I instinctively frowned and was about to turn away when hurried, chaotic footsteps sounded behind me.

For the first time, I was truly proud of the sparkling girl staring back at me. Thank you, Lucia. Thank you for fighting for your future. Suddenly, my phone started vibrating nonstop. Several texts from unknown numbers popped up at the same time. "Lucia, it's me, Scott. You said a real relationship needs a grand confession. A breakup deserves a proper goodbye too, right? Today's my birthday. Can you come see me, just once? I'll wait for you here, for as long as it takes." He left the address. It was our high school's sports field.