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Chapter 33

The last fragments of the dream swirl through my mind and disappear like smoke on the breeze. I wake up to five missed calls from Zee, and a string of increasingly hysterical texts from Jamie.

16.30: Hey hun. Howd it go? Zee said you should be done by 5. Still up for coffee at night owl? Xx

16.52: Babe? U there? We're at the usual spot.

17.25: BABE WTAF WHERE R U? ANSWER YOUR PHONE

18.48: K we're gna bail. Hope ur ok? X

20.10: OMFG BABE ANSWER YOUR PHONE SRSLY

21.05: I'm worried can u call me? Did everything go ok with the band? Did something happen babe?

22.34: HOLY SHITBALLS ANSWER YOUR PHONE GEEZ

I've always been a deep sleeper – my parents say I could probably sleep through the apocalypse – but this is ridiculous. I passed out as soon as I got home yesterday, and I slept like the dead for more than twelve hours, even though my phone must have been buzzing all night.

Tha

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