” She came closer. "I yield to fate. Am I so forgettable?” He strode down the hall as she ran to catch up with him past lockers someone had painted an abysmal shade of gray blue. Part 4 MY DEAR VEE, he wrote. She stood looking down upon him with dilated eyes.
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