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Liam's behavior still rattles me, so instead of leaving the confines of the study, I attempt to call Erin again before joining the clan for lunch. Thankfully, this time rather than diverting straight to the message bank, it goes through, Erin picking up on the third ring.

"Ava, are you okay?" Erin's voice comes over the line. Her words, even though sincere, come out strange, her tone off, withdrawn, which causes my concern for her to increase.

"What’s going on, Erin?" I decide to respond, cutting straight to the point, my words sharp and concise, "And don’t even attempt to bullshit me, I know something isn’t right."

I wait for her standard snarky response but am met with silence on the other end of the line, followed by a sniffle, "Erin?" my voice softens, but my heart starts to race with shock, "babe, tell me what’s going on?"

"I," sniffle, "I, Ava, it’s so fucking complicated, I thought I would have more time, more time to explain, but..."