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(Winona)

I pull the GPS tracker out of my bag, the tiny device feeling foreign in my palm. I tie it into my hair, tucking it into the tight bun I've secured high on my head.

My fingers tremble as I make sure it's hidden.

I have a lifeline, but that doesn't make me feel any less on edge.

I don't know how long Jayden will take to get here, but I'm using every minute to get prepared. My mind keeps circling back to everything that's happened. I left him.

He stood at the altar, humiliated in front of everyone-our family, our friends. The children. Our children.

I push the guilt down as best as I can, but it sits heavy on my chest like a weight I can't shake. I made that choice, and I had no other. I had to leave. For Cass.

Gus drove us to this nearby camp-an odd place, not quite a hotel, but functional enough. There's a kitchen, a bathroom, and some food. I've showered and put on layers of warm clothes, thinking altead for when I find Cass. She might need them more than me.

I slip a small nail file into my bra, just in case. Not exactly a weapon, but it makes me feel like I have some control. A protein bar and bottled water go into a small zip bag around my waist.

have an appetite, but I

can keep them for Cass. I don't know what condition she'll be in. I push any awful thoughts out of my mind.

in my body coiling tighter by the minute. Gus pops his head in

nod. I swallow hard. Facing Jayden... that's what's really making me anxious. I duck

water on my face, I stare at my reflection in the mirror. What am I even going to say to him? How do I explain why I left him standing there, like an

back into the main room. And there he is. Jayden stands in the doorway, backlit by the outside lights. His face is unreadable, but the air between us is thick. The second our eyes meet, I can feel it-his anger,

hold

tears from my throat as

his chest. His grip is tight, crushingly tight, like he's holding on for

familiar, and for just a

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because I can feel the tension in him-the questions he's holding

for a few moments, neither of us speaking, just clinging to each other. His heart pounds against mine, fast and hard. His breath is shaky, but

to look up at him, my fingers gripping his

to make a choice. They said come alone and tell no one, or

eyes-they're still soft, still full of the love he has for me. "You should've told

don't care about the danger. I'm coming

desperate

his voice softening. "The doctors

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