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The pizza fills me up.

I decide to go for another walk.

This time in the dark.

Still alone though.

Maz cuts me off. “Are you good?”

“Just thinking a lot,” I say.

“There’s a party tonight,” Birdie says. “Sentral.”

“You’re going?” I ask.

Birdie nods. “I have to at least try.”

“I’ve got her back,” Maz says.

“I’ll be here,” I say. “When I get back from my walk.”

I slip by Maz and leave.

Outside, I curl up in my hoodie and take deep breaths of the cold air.

I’m used to it.

I’m used to everything. Sort of.

I feel like I’m suspended in air.

Sometimes I feel right at home. Sometimes I feel like a stranger.

Sometimes I just…

I stop walking as I feel like I’m being watched.

Like I’m being followed.

I know if I turn around nobody will be there.

But I have to turn around anyway.

I spin on my heels.

I gasp so hard, the cold air stings my lungs.

I am being watched.

I am being followed.

Archer is walking toward me.

Chapter 72

Archer is here!

Archer isn’t dead!

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