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It was around 3 in the early morning, Amara stood in front of her window, looking out with her phone presses against her ear.

Behind her were carton boxes, lined up in front of her bed.

Minutes after she had placed the call, the line connected and Lorenzo’s voice filled her ear.

“Amara? Jesus Christ
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