Chapter 18

  Astrid's POV

  The noise of the party drowned out my own voice. My head spun, my body unsteady, and the phone felt slippery in my hand.

  "Rhett–" I shouted into the speaker, trying to compete with the pounding music rattling the walls. "I'm–I'm at–"

  But my words tangled with static. His voice c...

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