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The next morning, Logan woke to an unsettling quiet that filled the Leinhart Villa. As he reached out for Mia, his hand fell on the cold, empty sheets beside him. His chest tightened in a moment of dread. She was gone.

Frantic, he reached for his phone, dialing her number, but each call went straight to voicemail. He tried texting her apologies, pleading for her to come back and talk but there was no response.

When he walked over to her side of the closet, his worst fears were confirmed. All her things from last night were gone. Mialeft.

Across town, Mia sat in her car outside her own house. The night’s emotions still weighed heavily on her, her eyes puffy from the tears she had shed, and her heart burdened with questions she didn’t have the strength to confront Logan about. She stared down at her phone, her finger hovering over Nella’s contact.

"I need to know what really happened last night. Can you find out from Sam?"*she finally typed, her hands shaking as she hit send. Nella was
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