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Riever POV Joe had prevented me from following after Miya, no doubt thinking I’d done something ungentlemanly to cause her to run. But no. What she had said made perfect sense- she had given me all the clues, I just didn’t want to see it. And maybe she was right- maybe it should have shifted my perception of it, but it didn’t. After all, seeing her squirm and refer to herself as a monster… seeing how hard she worked to control that part of her being… She was no monster. I wanted to tell her as much at lunch that day, but she’d run home. So, I waited patiently to tell her the next day- but she skipped. And the next. My agitation was showing more and more, and to make matters worse, Harper wouldn’t stop harassing me about what I’d done to scare her off. But knowing what I knew was all t