Chapter Eighteen

Nora's P.O.V

I went inside, the house quiet now, still sunlit but dim enough to feel hollow. I moved on autopilot—up the stairs, down the hall, into my room—like my body knew what it was doing even if my brain was still catching up.

I sat on the edge of my bed, dropping my phone next to me. The car...

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