“How are you going to avoid talking to Steffan now? Everyone will be at her wake, and funeral.” Jade said, looking at Racheal.

Racheal looked at her blankly.

Then she picked her phone up from the carpet it had fallen on.

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Racheal

Three days. I need

three days of quiet,

Please. Don’t approach

me.

09:00

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She sent it to Steffan, her eyes ignoring all the texts he had sent.

“I think that is settled.” She ...