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Chapter TwentyFive

Author: Tory June
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-05 01:07:41

I looked at the message again, watching the words blur as a cold shiver ran down my spine, my palm tightening around the phone until my fingers turned white.

My initial thought was to delete it and pretend I never saw it, but my finger hesitated on the screen, frozen by a mix of fear and confusion.

Who could have sent this? And why me?

My mind raced as I replayed the last few days, looking for anything... anyone... that may have led to this.

Caleb's office, Monica, and Nelly's sudden interest in Tyler... Everything twisted together in my thoughts like a web that I couldn't untangle.

People were buzzing about me in the office, working through their business without noticing the tension building inside me.

I forced myself to breathe, but the air seemed thick, heavy, as though it were strangling me. I looked around, nearly expecting to see someone looking at me, their eyes burning into the rear of my head, but all I saw were colleagues softly chatting or glancing at their screens.

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