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ADELINE’S POV

I wake up early in Xander's guest room, feeling disoriented. The events of last night replayed in my mind like a nightmare.

Xander had been so kind, offering me a room in his house. But now, I need to face reality. I get out of bed and peek out the window.

The house was empty and I hoped reporters didn’t know I was hiding in here. There's no way I can go back home right now since they we’re still in my house.

I grab my phone and dial Clarissa's number. She picks up immediately, her voice frantic. "Adeline, where are you?" she asked.

"I'm at Xander's place. I can't go home with all those reporters outside," I explained quickly.

She sighs with relief. "Thank goodness you're safe. I've been trying to reach you all night. Are you okay?"

"I'm okay, just overwhelmed," I admit, my voice trembling slightly.

"I'll bring you some clothes and anything else you need. Give me half an hour," Clarissa said.

True to her word, she arrived promptly. She rushes inside with a bag filled