Nicole Harper
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When my phone buzzed with a new string of texts, I decided to just check it.
Tristan was in the bedroom making calls and I’d been left alone with my thoughts for too long anyway.
There were new texts from Clara.
[Clara: where are you?]
[Clara (2): are you with Tristan?]
[Clara(3): they found the address of his other house and it’s circulating around the internet. Either you leave now or get trapped in there with him]
I straightened on the couch and immediately called her.
“Finally!” She hissed as soon as she answered. “If it wasn’t Talia asking her brother to ask Tristan if you were okay, I would have thought you jumped over a cliff or something.”
“You said something about Tristan’s address,” I said, directing the conversation to the actual reason I called.
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