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CHAPTER 208

ELORA'S POV

My phone screamed like it was mourning the death of a charger cord, and I jolted upright.

"Shit," I muttered, rubbing my eyes.

The screen glared back at me. ten missed calls from Gemma, six from Nathan, and a few from Big Joe. My heart dropped. I hadn't even plugged the phone in ...