Chapter 33: The Trap

Chloe's POV

The next evening at six, I got dressed and was about to head out.

The doorbell rang.

I looked through the peephole—Louis.

I opened the door. He stood there, face ashen, eyes filled with anxiety and fury.

"You can't go."

His voice was tight, like a string about to snap.

"How did yo...

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