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•••••••••• Earlier Amara •••••••••• As Christos enters his closet to change, I get up from his bed and pace up and down. He’s about to leave, and he said he might not come back today, but he will call me and let me know. However, that’s not what got me all riled up. An hour ago, we returned from breakfast and as I sat there, looking at Clio’s sad and confused face, all I could think of was what happened. Shortly after arriving, we found out that Val didn’t tell his parents where he was going either. They asked Clio if he wasn’t joining us for breakfast, and she told them he left last night to attend something and hadn’t returned. His father went on about his business, but I could tell his mother was worried, taking in Clio’s state. Plus, it’s weird how Val would just leave and not