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Edit Blakes POV "Blake," I heard the annoying voice I knew so well. I turned around, and Veronica was walking my way just as I expected. My body tensed, and I could tell Camela had noticed my reaction. "I thought that was you, baby," She said, and I saw Camela tense from her words. "What are you doing here, Veronica?" I asked. "I decided to grab some ice cream, and I ran into you," she lied Liam dropped his ice cream cone and began to cry. "Oh, no, you dropped your ice cream. Let me get you another one," Camela said and walked with him to get another cone. "What are you really doing here," I asked Veronica "I already told you that I came for some ice cream," "We both know that is bull s**t, Veronica. You would never eat ice cream because you are afraid of getting fat. Tell me wh