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Matt had brought me home and I had thanked him for it. Even while I was at home, the rain had not stopped and Lucas was still not answering my calls. I was worried sick to the point that I lost my appetite to eat.
"I hope he's alright," I said, pacing around our room. I rubbed my hips when they felt heavy and stopped to sit down on the cushion close to the foot of the bed.
I called Lucas again and got no response. I bit my fingernail, not caring if my nail polish was getting ruined. I stopped biting down on it and decided to call Axel, who immediately responded.
"What's up, sis-inlaw," he said.
Any other day, I would have found what he said funny but I was worried and uncomfortable.
"Axel," I said, hearing the concern in my voice. "Have you seen Lucas today?"
"Lucas? Isn't he wi
