FOR the next few days, Jace stayed locked in his room at the Harborview Inn. He texted Abby, saying he had to focus on his paper and wouldn't be around much. But the truth was, he just needed time to sort out his thoughts. Every time he pictured Abby—her hand in his, the way she'd smiled at him—his chest got tight and his mind raced. He spent hours staring at his Terminal, not writing a single word, just trying to get his head straight before facing her again.
What Jace didn't expect was that after three days of hiding out, he'd have to leave the inn—only to stumble upon a secret Abby had been carrying alone. Something heavy, something that had been holding her back all this time without anyone realizing.
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A storm alert hit just as Jace was staring blankly at his Terminal for the third straight day. It was a harsh electronic beep that shattered the quiet of his room, followed by a robotic voice blaring from outside.
