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Chapter One-Hundred and Eighteen

Lauren's POV

I stumbled out of the police station, the weight of the past few minutes pressing heavily against my chest. My heart raced as my thoughts swirled in absolute chaos. Matteo’s voice still lingered and danced in my mind, the words he said about Damien gnawing at my mind.

Could he be right? I shook my head as soon as that question popped up in it, refusing to believe that Damien, no matter how angry he might be at me, would keep something so important from me. He wouldn’t do that.

But even as I thought that, doubt crept into the back of my mind and reminded me that I needed answers.

I pulled out my phone, my fingers trembling as I found Damien’s number. My thumb hovered over the call button for a moment before I pressed it. As the phone rang with each passing second, my anxiety only worsened. The call diverted to voicemail with Damien’s cold and official voice telling me to leave a message.

“Damien, hi. It’s me… Lauren. I—I need to talk to you.
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