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Chapter 75

Fallon

I paced the floor of the penthouse suite and tried desperately not to clean up. I mean I only worked five hours that week, but it still felt habitual, to clean up the rooms rather than stay in them.

Finally, out of boredom, I started folding the towels and then sat and turned on the TV.

Zane still wasn't back.

And I probably needed to go to my own house, the whole I'm staying over with Mags probably wasn't going to work every night this week, though I was going to at least try to sneak in one more night - the night he finished recording.

I looked down at my phone and sighed.

Fallon: Hey, how's the song going?

Nothing.

I texted again an hour later.

Maybe he was just in the zone. He was an artist, I could understand how he would be in a creative process that he didn't want to jinx.

The eleven o'clock news turned on.

"Breaking story out of Seaside Oregon, it seems like vesting celebrity Saint, has been rushed to the hospital for exhaustion, this was shortly after b
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