l, confused. "My rent is paid up

ain't co-signing for you no more. Said you ran out on him, and he ain't responsible for your

alled Sal. D

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miliar wave of lightheadedness from hunger a

lp as I crumpl

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ar, my duffel bag beside me. The door was locked. R

obbed. I wa

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mb. Liam. Maybe... maybe this was jus

raight to voicemai

n't call him, not like this. I

es to my skin. Hunger gnawed at

n behind a nearby restaurant

mach r

was stronger. I found a half-eaten sandwich, d

doorway, tears mixing w

it. My lo

, broke,

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t remembered a different Liam, a protective o

stand. Maybe if I cou

er Liam's name. The message was still there, the one

st angry. Maybe

ial, using the last of my phone

t's Maya. I... I need help. Please. I'm

ed around me. I was