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My phone buzzes again.

Jace: WHO THE HELL IS NORA?

A laugh escapes me before I can stop it.

Dex: D's wife, dumbass.

The three little dots appear almost immediately, then disappear. A few seconds pass before they come back.

Jace: Oh shit. Nora. Hi.

Jace: D talked about you all the time.

Something squeezes around my heart, but it isn't entirely painful. Not anymore.

Nora: Hopefully only good things.

Jace: Mostly.

I narrow my eyes at the screen.

Nora: Mostly?

Jace: Saving the rest for when I get home.

Nora: I already don't like you.

Jace: You'll love me. Everyone does.

Grace: Literally no one does.

Jace: Jealousy is ugly on you Gracie.

I laugh and shake my head as another message appears.

Jace: BTW love the profile picture Nora. Damn. D was right, you're a knockout.

I smile, warmth spreading through my chest at the thought of Damiano talking about me to them, probably showing them pictures and bragging like he always did.

Before I can answer, another message pops up.

Jude: Would you stop ogling her profile picture?

My eyebrows shoot up, and I slowly turn my head toward him.

Jude is staring down at his phone like he didn't just send that.

Jace: Well look who's all talkative and shit all of a sudden!

Cas: Right? Since when do you engage in any conversation in this chat? @Jude

Jude's jaw tightens.

Jude: Fuck off.

Ethan: Wait.

Jude: Don't.