Her voice lacked its usual spark. "Listen, if that's all, I'm hanging up."
Without waiting for a reply, she ended the call. Denver stared at his phone, frowning.
Something was off. Hadley sounded distant, almost defeated. That wasn't like her.
A nagging feeling crept in, and before he could think twice, he turned the car toward West Twelfth Alley.
Hadley remained in bed, sinking further into her thoughts. The more she dwelled on her dismissal, the worse she felt.
A sudden knock at the door pulled her from her haze. She hesitated. "Who is it?"
Dragging herself up, she shuffled to the door. When she opened it, she froze in surprise. "Denver?"
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