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.

was safe in Wildridge Manor, Fox felt no urgency to retrieve

in Huyoniville. If she returned to Wiltspoon too soon, Evan would visit Du's Group, fail to find

the safest places. Evan wouldn't

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

to his room, phone in hand. He sat down on the bed, eventually reclining

hour was far too late.

time. He didn't dare wake his brother-doing so would only invite

a quick

"You still up?"

a moment, but Tatum eventually

I just woke up from a nap. The eldest miss has an early morning tomorrow, so I have to get

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