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... cold air hit me immediately—sharp, bracing. I closed the panel behind me so the warmth wouldn’t escape the apartment, then answered the call.
I answered the call. "Jasmine? Good morning, is Evan there with you?"
"Hey," I said, keeping my voice low so it wouldn’t carry back into the apartment. "Delilah."
"Oh, Evan." She sounded relieved but tired. "I’ve been calling you like forever. Why don’t you check your phone?"
"It got broken," I replied, rubbing the back of m ...
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