She yelled. Not the kind of scream you let out on a rollercoaster, or in a drunken haze. This was... rawer. More scary. The kind of scream your body releases without you even realizing it. The house was too big to trace it. Too many echoes. Too many rooms. Too many secrets. She was there. And then she wasn't. The next morning, everyone would pretend the party had just been a party. But the ground near the pool was wet in places where it hadn't rained. And in the guest room stood a single pink heel. Just one. Sage Callahan disappeared at 2:36 a.m. No one knows who saw her last. Everyone is lying. The energie at school is shifting... This is my first book ever written in English, so please excuse me if there are a few mistakes...
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