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Chapter 32 - The tear

Author: Lin Daniels
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JULIET POV

Mai has become a welcome reprieve from my vengeful and confusing thoughts. She's experiencing campus like a freshman is supposed to, full of hope and excitement. Her mood is definitely rubbing off on me, and I tag along in a quest to explore all the little shops and find the best coffee in town.

She's becoming like one of the things I'm trying to run away from.

A friend.

I've been missing Alyssa for so long now, even if she was in the same school as me, that I never dared to feel like I actually belong somewhere again.

But Mai is innocent and looks at the world through rose colored glasses.

It's both refreshing and depressing.

"You know, you should totally try out for Miss U.S.A." My new friend and roommate tells me as we're both lying on our beds in the tiny dorm room.

"Why the hell would I wanna do that?" I swipe through the posts on the fake social media profile I created. I have to see if there's nothing new on the triplets.

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