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“What’s going on?” Ana muttered under her breath, a sinking feeling settling in her stomach.

Zara’s face paled, her confusion deepening into genuine concern. “I swear, Luna, I told you. I even remember you nodding and telling me to have a good time. Are you sure you’re remembering correctly?” Her voice trembled slightly.

Ana shook her head, feeling a strange mix of frustration, worry and fear. “I don’t know. Everything after the attack is a bit of a blur, but I distinctly remember calling you. Over and over.” Her voice wavered, betraying the fear gnawing at her.

Ana looked down. There might have been some sort of mix-up, or something else is going on that they don’t understand.

Ana bit her lip, considering the unsettling possibilities. “Could someone have tampered with your phone? Or maybe mine?” She glanced at Zara's phone again.

Zara glanced at her phone, then back at Ana. “I suppose it’s possible. But why would anyone do that?” Her mind raced through potential scenarios, none of t