I’m Sorry… She’s Gone

About An Hour Later— Emily's POV...

Inside a sleek black 2025 Cadillac SUV gliding along Manhattan’s West Side, Emily sat in the backseat, the late afternoon sun catching the highlights in her hair. Her phone was pressed gently to her ear, her brows furrowed in frustration.

"Why doesn’t he ever pi...

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