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52. On my own.

Stella's pov....

I can't stop pacing. My hands are shaking as I try Lyra's number again. No answer. Where is she?

"Come on, Lyra, pick up!" I mutter, but it's no use.

I can't just sit here while my best friend is missing. Lyra needs me. But what can I do? I pictured myself in her situation, I know Lyra would be worried sick too.

Meanwhile, Adrian's off finding out the gender of his supposed baby. Ugh.

I pause, remembering the look in Adrian's eyes this morning. He was hiding something, I'm sure of it. My gaze drifts to the wall where that supposed door is - the one connecting our rooms.

Before I c

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