Chapter 42

Stella's POV

That night, I brought it up over dinner.

"I want you to meet someone," I said.

Ryder looked up from his pasta. "Who?"

"My friend. Lisa." I kept my voice casual. "She's been worried about me. I want her to know I'm okay."

He set down his fork. "You have friends in Seattle?"

"Just h...

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