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Chapter 3
I went to bed with five unread messages and two missed calls, and I knew by the time I woke up I’d probably have half a dozen more. I had read the first texts Ryan and Eliza sent after I left the restaurant, but they both said more or less the same thing. They were sorry. Everyone was sorry. They weren’t going to let anything bad happen to me or Caleb. They loved me. It was nothing I didn’t already know, but it wasn’t what I wanted to hear at the time. I got ready for bed as soon as we got home so I could hole up in our bedroom and not have to talk to anyone but Caleb. Demonstrating once again why he was the perfect fiancé, Caleb let me have my silence, then said exactly what I did need to hear. He held me as we went to sleep and said, “Your Uncle Jack would be proud.” That made me cry,
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