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Nathan sat at his desk, running a hand through his hair for what felt like the hundredth time. Hours had passed since Fiona went silent, and his worry was quickly turning into frustration. He tried calling her again, but like before, it went straight to voicemail.
He slammed his phone down and leaned back in his chair. Something wasn’t right. Fiona wasn’t the type to ignore his calls, and the silence was eating at him.
Nathan’s fingers hovered over his phone before he finall ...
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