Chapter: 802

Rosalynn snatched the phone. “What’s the passcode?”

“Your birthday.”

It was her birthday again.

Rosalynn paused, her lips forming a tight line, and refrained from commenting.

After a few taps, she located the recording and erased it.

her, she tossed the phone onto the table, spun on

voice

you believe there weren’t any backups of

to look at

we’re done, I’ll delete

steak, an

repeatedly reminding herself to

a

“Here you are

passed the sliced steak to

indeed hungry, and she was mad

fork, she shoved it into her

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