Chapter 67 Distractions

***Hazel***

Jocelyn does not give me time to think.

That’s the first thing I notice.

The second is the iced coffee already in my hand before I even realize we’ve stopped walking.

“Drink,” she orders, shoving it toward my mouth. “You’re vibrating.”

“I am not—”

“You are absolutely vibrating,” she says. “And you haven’t had caffeine yet, which means this is about to get worse.”

She’s not wrong.

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