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My phone rang on the table I answered it, but I don’t recognize the number

"Adela Conway" I announced over the music

"Are you alone?"

Darryl’s voice hits ut Oh shit I stood still

"Yes, but" a sweat breaking out on my brow

Why the fuck didn’t I lie? What if he colass Visions of ain

Why didn’t his na over"

"No" I croaked looking out the

I should get out of here I can’t be alone with hilass of wine Hoping to wash away the luain i my phone Battery one way Phone the other

Okay, now he couldn’t reach me Nobody can

I yanked out one of the teak wood bar stool roughly taking a seat After Adrian, I had learned to read guys

Which is why, I know that Darryl is bad foroff the stool as he hammers on my door