Chapter 22 THE NUMBER

POV: Wren

My phone buzzes at 1:47 in the morning.

I almost don't look. I'm still sitting on my bed with my hands in my lap, still telling myself that a hand covering mine in the dark means nothing, when the screen lights up the room.

It's not Callum.

It's a number I don't know.

I know what you'...

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