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e delusion," Dr. Miller said patiently. "It's a common sym

m's texts. Th

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pt

y opened my

unknown number, Liam

my messages. My entire

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d seeped in

e a soothing drone. "...we understand

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felt l

ts were in my head, then Sar

I cr

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ere th

rim. Ethan stood beside them, his expression conc

ard as I approached. "E

Ella, thank god! We were so worried!" Her

oulder. "It's okay, swee

ched me, his e

d?" I asked Dr. Mille

so sorry, Ella. It w

ds surprising even myself. "I w

why would you put y

d, looking at Ethan. "If he

r. Miller, then sighed. "Okay

e. "His memorial servi

sank. A

reen and a video

to of Liam on an easel. P

hed, things f

stiff suit and tie I' d never se

gnize most of them. Liam didn't have tha

behind the podium. "In Lov

t wasn't ou

shot t

e," I said,

a, this is real. Th

ong." I looked at my own phone, the one with the wiped messages.

d that, didn't you? You're good

inally cracked. A musc

rength. "It's a deepfake, isn't it? Just

cked. Dr. Mille

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