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“My house,” I say, putting the phone to my ear. “She was still in bed when I left.”

“She’s alone?” Brayden asks.

I squeeze my eyes shut. I hate how they’re all acting like Colton may be a danger to her. Fuck, I hate how I’m starting to believe he might be. But no. If Colton wanted to hurt her, he’d have done so at the lake two days ago