Fox turned back to look at Evan, her gaze lingering for a moment. After a long pause, she said, "Thank you for returning my things."

That simple statement felt like a definitive break between them.

Evan's dark eyes softened as he replied, "Don't go out late at night anymore. You should

rest."

He didn't add that she'd end up exhausted during the day, surviving on multiple cups of coffee just to stay awake.

Fox chuckled lightly. "I enjoy late-night outings-it's a habit I'm not ready to break. Goodbye, Evan."

With a small wave, she turned and, under his watchful gaze, opened the door. Within seconds, she vanished into the night.

her token was safe in Wildridge Manor, Fox felt no urgency to

visit Du's Group, fail to find her, and inevitably connect the dots between

safest places. Evan wouldn't dare lose her belongings there,

others living there too. Even with her skillset her ability to scale walls and evade detection-Fox wasn't willing to provoke Grandma York. Getting caught by the sharp-eyed matriarch? That was a

his room, phone in hand. He sat down on the bed, eventually reclining halfway as he aimlessly scrolled

hour was far too late. His brother and sisterin-law were surely asleep by

each time. He didn't dare wake

he sent a quick text

"You still up?"

took a moment, but Tatum eventually responded

a nap. The eldest miss has an early

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