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Chapter 94 – Fragments

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Sophia

The house is silent when I enter, well past midnight. My suitcases make a soft noise against the wooden floor as I drag them inside. On the entryway console, the digital frame cycles through pictures of the twins, including several from the science fair I missed today.

Noah is beaming in all of them, explaining something about fossils with that characteristic sparkle in his eyes. My chest tightens. Another moment I won’t get back.

“He got first place,” Alex’s voice comes from the kitchen, making me jump.

“You scared me,” I say, pressing a hand to my chest as I turn around. “I thought you’d be asleep.”

“Lately I sleep better in the kitchen,” he’s sitting at the table, a cup of cold coffee in front of him. “It’s easier to wait for your messages saying you’ll be late. Again.”

The bitterness in his voice twists my stomach.

“The flight was delayed, I tried…”

“You always try,” he cuts in, “and they always wait. But do you know what Oliver told me today? That he’d rather you didn’t pr
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