Sticking her ear to the door, Josey listened. She wasn’t sure what she expected to hear, but could only hear a faint mumbling before silence. Walking to living room, she set her phone on the coffee table and plopped down on the couch. Sitting there for a few minutes, she only stared at her phone. With thoughts racing through her head, Josey sat forward and unlocked it. She had no unread messages, but when she saw one from Cece this morning, she knew, something wasn’t right. Her friend's message had been read., stumping her even more. Letting the phone slip from her hand to the table with a thud, she shook her head and grabbed her hair letting out a small scream of frustration. “Okay, I’m not crazy, but let's say I did leave you in his car, let’s say that the message I sent Cece was done on our way last night to the apartment. I could have asked her then what she was up to. I can accept that, but who read you TODAY. I didn’t.” Pointing at her phone and back at herself, the phone ju
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