Chapter 47

Vivienne's POV

Maisie stays quiet for about ninety seconds. A personal record.

"Okay — Viv." Maisie's head pops between the front seats, phone still glowing. "This morning you told Mom 'a few people, I ran, Kael showed up.' Clean. Tidy. Very PR-approved."

Here we go.

"But your jacket was shred...

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