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Hundred and Twenty Seven

“Who were you on the phone with?”

Jacob’s voice was quiet, too quiet. It made the hair on the back of my neck rise. My hands fumbled as I set my phone down on the nightstand, the glow vanishing into black.

“Work,” I whispered, though even to my own ears it sounded like a lie.

He stared at me, unb...