Chapter 7 Telling Marisol

(Corinne's POV)

My thumb hovered over the number, ready to call it back, when the door of my room banged open so hard it hit the wall.

"Corinne?" Marisol stood there in an old T-shirt, hair a mess, eyes already scared before I said a single word. "I heard something buzz. What's wrong?"

I turned t...

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