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Chapter 87

Author: REESE
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Chapter Eighty-Seven

Jenna's POV

Raina honks, and I move to the car window. Raina leans towards the seat, cheeks flushed, a wide grin on her face. She looks like she'd just had the time of her life.

“Not even a goodbye kiss?” She wriggles her brows, and I can't help the laugh that escapes me at her action.

“Go away, Raina. I'll see you tomorrow. Thanks for not killing me,” I add as I begin to make my way towards the entrance of the shelter.

The only response Raina gives is a cackle as she brings the car to life and drives off.

I push the door open and immediately sense that something is off. Eleanor is sitting on her bunk, her usual steady aura replaced by a palpable sadness. Her shoulders are slumped, her hands loosely holding a cup of tea as she stares into nothing. Her expression is something I’ve never seen before—crestfallen, confused, and most of all, vulnerable.

My issues at work—the tension with Cassie, the fights, all of it—seem to fade into the background. I cross the
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