Chapter 163

  ELORA'S POV

  Just as Gemma reached for the car door handle, my phone lit up on the seat between us. The screen flashed a name that made my stomach plummet like an anchor.

  Rowen.

  "Shit," I muttered under my breath and grabbed the phone.

  11:07 PM.

  I was supposed to be picked up at ten. Over...

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