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27. The Scars We Carry
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2023-08-20 00:04:00Jacob’s POV
Rima and I were deep into our work in my home office, trying to wrap up tasks ahead of our trip the next day. The sudden buzz of my phone broke through our concentrated silence. Normally, I would ignore any call in the middle of a task but seeing Alex's name on the screen, I knew I had to pick up.
"Excuse me" I said quietly, excusing myself from the room and heading towards the privacy of my bedroom. I knew this was a call about the Demir situation, something I didn't want Rima to overhear. We were just starting to get past the whole ordeal.
"Hey, Alex" I greeted, my voice laced with anticipation, eager to hear about his meeting.
"Hey Jacob, how are you doing?" Alex responded in a relaxed tone, his voice free of worry, which somewhat calmed my nerves.
"Things are good. What about you? How did the meeting go with Demir?" I asked, firm in my inquiry.
"I don't know what to tell you, man...the meeting was short, formal. He came
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