Zara deleted Noah’s texts, refusing to save his new number in her phone. He’d been gone for two weeks now, and every minute felt like someone trying to hollow her out the way they would a pumpkin.
You’re fine, she told herself as she ran the dry floor mop along the entryway in the mansion. And she was fine. She had a good job. A lead part in a very succe…
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