I click the message bubble and the conversation opens.
It reads: YOU’RE GETTING TOO CLOSE TO STERLING. STAY AWAY FROM HIM! HE’S DANGEROUS!!
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My hands are visibly shaking.
I hear the door open and I turn to see who it is.
It’s Sterling.
“Hey, you okay?” He walks inside the room. He’s studying my face carefully but then his eyes land on my hands.
I’m still clutching the phone in my hands like it’s going to run away.
“What are you doing with my phone?” His voice is calm and collected. It’s like he has nothing to hide.
Except the fact that he may be
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