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It was the sound of my world collapsing. Casey stared at me
ptain I had spent a year tutoring in philosophy via email
on, whose shirt I had unbuttoned, and who
ed beet red, then drained to a ghostly white
g back and forth in the tiny
How could something so coincidental, so ab
okay?" Casey asked tentat
d with a desperate plea. "Are you sure? Are you one
two years! I'd recognize Donovan Carlisle's face even if it was burned to ash! He has a sca
dsome face flashed in my mind. Yes. Th
. Everythin
k onto the bed. I buried my face in
ed with my former "employer." I hadn't just kissed
t the fury he must have felt, ordering his assistant to hunt
kissed him is the same Chloe Miller who tutored him for a year?" Casey fin
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ether for a year, had our first (and likely
d then... she bu
her. I was about to di
ard that tears came to her eyes. "It's just... this is better than
drama. I just wanted to b
and threw it at h
er laughter, though her shoulders were still shaking.
I said, flopping onto the bed an
e good news is, he doesn't know who you are. As long as you d
to find someone, could he really fail? I rem
you know someone named Emmett Gra
s Donovan's gofer and e
. He had already sent
ld already picture myself being caught by Donovan Carl
lp me. From now on, I'm a ghost. I can't go to class, I can't
y panicked face a
t up with an
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