Chapter 9 Nowhere to Go at 3:47 A.M

Bella pov 

The bus pulled into Crestwood at 3:47 AM, depositing me at a station that was little more than a covered bench and a flickering streetlight. The rain had stopped somewhere during the ride, leaving the air cold and damp, smelling of wet concrete and exhaust fumes.

I stood on the sidewalk...

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