Honey, please pick up… Jaxon’s voice cracked through the tenth voicemail, thick with panic. Honey, I don’t know what’s going on. I got the papers, but this can’t be real. You—we—can’t be over. Just call me. Please. His breaths came fast, ragged. I can’t lose you. Not like this. The silence that followed only made the fear claw deeper into his chest
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