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Tonight her thoughts were unrelenting. And the only way to feel better was to get some fresh air at her favourite place. Clara walked down to the deserted shore with the waves rumbling next to her. A cool breeze touched the warmth of her cheeks. She looked around tentatively to find that she was the only one there in the vicinity, the people strolling on the promenade distant and silhouetted against the moon. She removed her heels and slowly allow her feet sink into the cool sands. The crashing of waves engulfed her as she pressed her eyes shut and inhaled deeply.

--- Elsewhere… Nelly Couldn’t Finish the First Page Nelly sat in her room, sadness weighing heavily on her face. She felt as if Naomi had taken Adel from her completely. She stepped out, hesitant, and stopped at Naomi’s door. Her hand trembled as she reached for the handle… then slowly turned it. The room lit up. It was neatly arranged. On the table lay a book Naomi had been reading. She approached and picked it up. The title read: “Your Eyes Found Me – A Novel” She turned off the light and left.

But before I could turn toward the stairs, my phone chimed with a new text message. Come alone, the text read. I immediately dialed Viktor’s number, but it went straight to voicemail. The call wouldn't go through at all, something that had never happened before. I had no choice, I had to go alone. A moment later, a second message popped up on my screen with a set of GPS coordinates. The location wasn't even in our region. No wonder we couldn't find anything about Novel when we first searched for her, I realized with a gut-wrenching ache. They were never from this part of the world to begin with.

His words comforted me, and my voice trembled, "I'm safe, Davis. I'm with people who helped me." He let out a sigh, "I need to see you, Anna. I need to know you're really okay." Tears trickled down my cheeks, "I want to see you too, Davis. I'm sorry for everything." His voice softened, "No apologies. Where are you?” As I took a bite, I couldn't help but ask, "Victor, where are we?" He leaned back in his chair, thoughtful. "North of New York. We call this place 'Barn Noble.'"

"Oh, Nova! Girl, where on earth are you? I made a bet with your uncle; I told him she definitely got stuck in the line for melon ice cream, that's why she's late. When are you coming back? Those ice creams are going to melt, carry them properly!" I adjusted my glasses on the bridge of my nose. I had drifted across the open sea on a pink donut, gotten caught in a mafia crossfire in international waters, and was currently sitting in Bodrum with a face slathered in haydari opposite an underworld boss—yet my family assumed I was merely stuck in an ice cream queue. A truly flawless disappearance algorithm. "Auntie, I need to provide a situational assessment. I am no longer in Crete. Geographicall

For the first time since he’d stumbled back into our lives, his expression softened not kind, not pitying, but weary. “She won’t keep Nova in one place,” he said. “But there’s one location Vivienne doesn’t change. A spine in her operation.” He tapped a line on one of the sheets. “An old estate on the edge of the Bennett property, everyone thinks it’s abandoned but it’s not.” The word estate made my stomach turn. Noah stared at the paper, then at Desmond. His voice was quiet but sharp. “That’s where she is?” Desmond didn’t blink. “If Nova’s anywhere, she’s there.”

Even though the island was small, I didn't chance getting lost; not to mention, everything I needed was already here, and those that weren't could be ordered on Amazon. His laughter wasn't encouraging. "Yeah, but they aren't legal. There's a black hole from eighteen to forty-nine. Even though I can't say for certain, I think the portal is down on Beaches Boulevard, close to the grocery store. I left before it could suck me in at nineteen." "That's encouraging. There has to be someone here my age." "Sorry, sweetheart. Unless you want to become the trophy wife to a blue hair, you're out of luck. Give it twenty-seven or so years, and you'll be one of them."

Get ready soon, we have three days to get ready. He just said to get ready and he just went. I called out "Red" but it didn't reply to me Red, red are you there? Where am I now? Red please speak to me!!!. I must know what is happening here, what in the world is this place and where am I? Red…. _________________________________ This Is my first novel. If there are any errors, please tell me in the review. If you like the story please support me.

"I did enjoy 'Yeongweonhi Norae' though." "Hm." He thought for a moment. "Okay. Question, Jeongwoo." "What?" I sat forward and leaned against the table between us. "What would you like to portray yourself as in 'Where We Are'?" He asked. I chuckled. "You really like that song, don't you?" "Yes. It's written by you, after all." He shrugged. "So, what image would you portray yourself in,appearance-wise?"

Finally, she slowed to a stop, gasping for breath. As she looked around, she realized she had no idea where she was. The streets were dark and deserted, with tall buildings looming above her. She had no phone, no money, and no way to get help