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Emily didn't know how she was holding up. The events of the evening had been intense, to say the least. They had all talked to Ali, saved her again from the hooded figure, and were still left with more questions than answers. After everything, Aria had left with Ezra in the ambulance, Spencer had knocked out in the back seat, and it was Hanna in the passenger side as she was driving them home.
She sighed, looking over at Hanna before looking back at the road. "Why... why can't we never stop this person, Han?" She said, running a hand through her hair as he kept one on the steering wheel.









