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Writer's pictureMelissa McTernan

Hey You: Part 8

His phone buzzed again. Milo fumbled in the dark, slapping a hand on his nightstand in a vain attempt to stop the buzzing. What the hell time was it? He turned his phone over and squinted at the bright screen. It was two o’clock in the morning, and he had missed five texts from Ivy.


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