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Chapter 23

Art’s POV —

I’d been texting Emily for the past thirty-two minutes and seventeen seconds. Not that I was counting.

“Still at the office?”

“You okay?”

“Want me to send food?”

“Don’t sleep in your tent if it's raining.”

Nothing.

Not even her usual passive-aggressive emoji response. No dot-dot-dot ty...