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She hit Georgie’s nuh to voicemail Then she typed in a text How do you know if you’re in too deep?

Georgie was never one to respond right away Eve didn’t expect an i under the scaffolding that spanned the sidewalk, she opened the text from Jack She jabbed in the start to about a thousand replies to his text:

Your ex is a bitch

I can’t talk to you right now

Maybe this was a mistake

I can’t lose you, too

She groaned There it was The truth She’d just typed it out in black and white She studied the words, thought about going back to her lonely apartment with no Jack in it, and shuddered

With a soft curse, she cleared the screen then, hands shaking, began jabbing in so about how she would talk to him tomorrow

She couldn’t be honest with him

Tell hi she knew, she’d be showing up at his apartirlfriend terrible names

She was in too deep, way too deep, and she had no one to blame but herself

She shivered as a familiar sense of disquiet enveloped her She’d proet wrapped up in Jack, and yet here she was, in so deep that she’d lost track of tiotten to Leonard Street yet, cursing her stupidity

Hadn’t she just been chased by a stranger earlier that day? And now she alking alone through the dark, oblivious to the outside world? Antonio would—

Suddenly, heavy ar her toward the street She shrieked and dropped the phone, her vision blurring before so in blackness The suffocating stench of oil clouded her lungs and she kicked out at the cause of it

Another set of ars i clenched her stoht them off