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Miya POV Monday’s lunch brought with it a dilemma I wasn’t ready to face. I had been sitting with Harper, Jenny, Rose and Riever for lunch. Bradley had joined us sometimes; Dimitri had joined us… once. I was still too angry to even look at any of them. Riever had tried meeting me before class, but I ignored him. Perhaps it was childish of me, but I couldn’t help it. I’d felt betrayed, cornered, exposed. And my mate had facilitated it. So, I got my lunch from my locker and decided to eat outside. My first instinct was to go to Riever’s top-secret, super-private hiding spot, but that would only remind me of the last time I’d gone there to hide, and what had followed. And, if I were Riever, it would be the first place I would look. Instead, I went out towards the tennis fields. No one eve