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coul

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er than the storm outsid

er. Someone who might ho

her decisi

, and left without breakfast. School didn't matter now. Not

rgotten place at the edge of town. Lia had left a clue

lled with files no one had touched in years. It took her nearly an h

hoto of a boy with dark curls, soft eyes-a

e of the photo-and the pend

er surround

la

him, leaning close. They were holding hands under the d

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thing into her hand. "If anything ha

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mory w

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ne who could help her rem

ct herself, a low voice ra

uldn't b

whir

n the doorway. Not a

man from

d in the shadows, whisp

time, he w

ack liquid. "You weren't supposed to survive the switch," he said

away, heart i

rned again-hot

the shelves, a

ra,

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