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There Has to Be More
Helio’s POV “Absolutely not.” I shook my head. “You’ve lost your mind.” Cindra didn’t look at me. She didn’t speak for a moment. “You know I’m right.” “I know that your mother thought you were dead and was crazy until her last breath,” I said. “I know that now her crazy daughter, who has already had a run-in with the tower for being in her room to get this journal, wants to go back for another journal on some off chance of finding more improbable answers.” She closed the book and drew her hand over the cover. “Then, are you going to ask your father about all of this?” I flinched, thinking of Agatha’s words. She looked up at me. “Are you going to go looking for the families of Jacob or Lucas?” “Who knows if any of this is real?” I threw my hands up. “We’ve all known for years that As
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