Chapter 9 Whispers of a Tragic Past (Jasmine's POV)

"Stop telling me what to do from the dark," I demanded, tightening my grip on the phone while keeping my eyes locked on his window through the streaming rain. "You don't get to control my sightlines, Ethan. Why did you call me? How did you even get my number?"

"Your phone is a vulnerability, and yo...

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