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"Miller," hehalf asleep

"Yeah, Ez?"

"Don't let go"

"I won't"

"Promise?"

"Yeah angel Promise forever," I whisper

It takes him almost an hour to fall asleep When he does, he's tense and twitchy I kiss his nape, fitI can to help hiot him in my arms That he'sat this until he tellsAnd then I'll help him

I wake up at 6:12 a the bed in search of Ezra His side doesn't feel war clenches in et up and check the bathroom

"Ezra?"

Bathroom’s empty

I don’t knohy, but I’o in his room It takes me half a minute to push open the door Because I know So

I' a pill bottle When I don't, I scurry out onto the roof via his , but he’s not there I check in the shower again, and then downstairs I check the downstairs bathroo sick hat I tell myself is misplaced worry

“Duh, Josh” The fucking driveway! When I find his Jeepdonuts So I text him

The text bubbles are green Which means his iPhone's offline That’s a little weird I checkscribbled on

Fuck, I can't breathe

I call his phone, and it's off

"Ezra?" I call through the quiet house I go back upstairs I can't bring ht I’et in my car and drive down to the Isabella mansion My head spins so hard from nervousness that I worry I'll wreck my car for that reason—no seizure needed

When I get there and I don't see Ezra’s Jeep, I just sit there panting for awheel

I try his phone again, and text again, and call again and again Nothing Voicemail

"Ez? Hey Call me Don’t knohere you went and I’m worried"