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I almost can’t take it I’ry with me?" I falter

Suze just looks atdown on her hair and running down her face

"Bex, take it frory with you"

I lift the phone up to htly as it presses on my bruised face

"Luke?"

"Oh my God! Becky Thank Christ"

He’s all distant and crackly and I can hardly make him out But as soon as I hear his familiar voice, it’s like the whole of the last few days co up inside me My eyes are hot and my throat feels choked

I want hio hoht than I’ve ever heard hiulp "I’ over onto my cheeks I can barely speak "Luke, I’--"

"Don’t be sorry I’ht…" He stops, and I can hear hiain, OK?"

"I won’t" I wipe my eyes furiously with my hand "God, I wish you were here"

"I’ll be there I’ll be out as soon as the storm passes Nathan’s offered me his private jet He’s been absolutely tre into a hissing crackle

"Luke?"

"… hotel…"

He’s breaking up Nothing isany sense

"I love you," I call hopelessly as the phone goes dead I look up to see all the others watching with co hand