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Chapter Eleven: A Game of Truth
Grace’s mood has been in a considerable down spiral for the past three days due to Ronan's house arrest. More than once, they had snapped at each other during class, which led to some back and forth bickering that Julian was helpless to quiet down. During these moments, Julian would look at Aven, who would blink at him, wait a minute, then eventually drop a random comment to Ronan that would have them engrossed in a conversation for the rest of the class. This didn’t seem to be exactly what Julian wanted, but it was all he was gonna get. Whenever I tried to question Grace about the reasons for their tension, she would simply brush me off with a ‘we just don’t get along’ or ‘it’s complicated’. I had a feeling that wasn’t all there was to it, but pestering Grace for answers didn’t seem like
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