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... fight with Aron, you’d still sit at the same table as me,» I murmur, my voice uncertain but oddly relieved.
Kimberly Dulcar sits in her usual spot beside me.
This evening, at our secluded corner in the canteen, it’s just the two of us.
Gerard, after yet another defeat, is stuck in his room—not by choice, but because Priscilla’s lashes tore his thighs and calves so badly he can’t even get out of bed.
He’s a good man; he doesn’t deserve this.
I agree with D ...
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