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With shaky hands, I dial Rocky's number. I tiptoe to the door, trying to ensure that no one is eavesdropping. I lock the door and rush back to Luke's chair. I call the number and wait for him to pick up. It takes forever, but he eventually picks up and as I hear his voice, my eyes close automatically and it's as though I've become mute. 

"Hello?" He says on the other end. "Hello?" 

"I don't know what your plan is—

"Natty, it's you, my lo— I interject, "Stop it." I demand.

I get up, "Don't refer to me as that!" I bark. "I'm calling to warn you, Rocket." I call his full name, "Leave Lucas and I alone, please. Let me be at peace for once, I beg you." 

"No! No! No!" He yells back immediately. "You're not saying that because you want it, you're saying so because of your mother and that arse you call your husband. Come on, Natalie! You should be smarter than this. You are!"

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