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Chapter 0050

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Abby

My fingers tap anxiously against the table as I dial Adam’s number. After a few rings, his voice, smooth and deep, answers. “Hello?”

“Adam,” I start, trying to steady my voice, “It’s me.”

There’s a slight pause on the other end. “Hey, Abbs. What’s up?”

I take a deep breath. “I’ve be
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