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FLASHBACK ALIYA'S POV The events of the past few days had left me feeling anxious and unsettled. Evan's recent behavior had been odd—distant and secretive at times—but I had brushed it off, attributing it to the stress of our situation. I was lost in thought when there was a knock at the door. Before I could respond, Raquel stepped in, her expression serious. "Aliya, we need to talk," she said, closing the door behind her. "Raqz?," I greeted her, trying to sound cheerful despite the turmoil in my mind. "What's going on?" She hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath. "I need to tell you something important, and I need you to listen carefully." I frowned, sensing the gravity in her tone. "Okay, I'm listening." Raquel sat down on the edge of my bed, her eyes filled with concern