NORA Marcellus falls asleep first. It happens relatively fast. His heavy arm stays draped over my waist, holding me tucked tight against his chest.For a while, I just lie there, drowning. My cowardice has kept me here.Carefully, I lift his arm, inch by careful inch, until I can sneak away. He stirs once, then settles again with a sigh.I slip out of bed, head to the bathroom, and lock the door. Only then do I let myself breathe. My face is ghostly pale under the harsh light.After receiving Val's message, my curiosity had led me down a rabbit hole on the internet.Those earlier messages from the unknown number creep back into my mind. The photo and the audio as well.How stupid of me to downplay the possibility that I was entertaining my own doom. But Dad's company is really crumbling. It's all over the news.Cold dread crawls up my spine. What if it's actually worse than I thought?Trembling, I hit Dad's contact. The phone rings three times. And goes into voicemail.So I try
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