A choked sob answered me.
“Yes. It’s me. I—” His voice faltered. “Something happened tonight. And… it’s about you.”
My chest tightened. “What do you mean ‘about me’? Where’s Evan?”
There was a pause.
Too long.
“Lauren… he’s at the hospital.”
The words landed like a drop into still water—quiet, but heavy enough to ripple through everything.
“What happened?” My voice came out sharper than I intended.
Nick exhaled shakily. “We were at O’Malley’s. Just… hanging out. The guys were drinking, talking. You know how it gets.”
I closed my eyes.
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