Chapter Twenty-seven
BROOKLYN I wake up to find myself in the same clothes I wore yesterday morning. I must have fallen asleep longer than I expected. Glancing at the alarm clock confirms my suspicions as it read five forty-five AM. I was out for a very long time. My stomach agrees as it growls out of hunger. The sweet thought of strawberries carries me out of bed and into the kitchen. There I see the delicious red fruit and take a few out of the package. That's when I see it. A large orange envelope on my counter. I don't remember putting that there. I also don't remember Tori saying anything about that. What could it be? I graze my fingertips over the paper and read SIGN written in all caps on the front. My heart drops as my eyes stairs at the bold letters. If this is a sick prank then they win. Whoever w
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