driver had dropped Keeley back at he
door open, her phone buzzed.
ssistant was to send a photo checking in at a s
as a link to a highly pr
n, Keeley felt a suffocating sense of surve
shoved the phone into her coat pocke
ca and her friends were still ma
e dug out her noise-canceling headphones,
30 AM, Keeley's alarm
eyes and reached for the
ing on the screen. She only had thir
rs, the rebellion and resistance in
ening face from the hospit
right then that she would never ag
ssively across the screen,
she flipped the physical switch on
e foot of her bed like it
blanket over her head, closed
n his rules. Sleeping in was h
nd the headphones blocked out the world,
light streaming through the gap in
, crawled to the end of the b
ower button, the lock screen
o calls from HK, and over a dozen text mess
AM. It contained only two short,
ock at the top of the s
-in; she had slept through her f
otprint, a cold smile touched Keeley's
et, got out of bed, and walked
grabbed her backpack, and headed out for her
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