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BLAIR’S POV. The next morning at school, I was determined to talk to Stella about the picture I had found in Valerie’s room. Stella had always been a bit nosy and seemed to know a thing or two about everyone, so if there was anyone I could trust to know something about Valerie, it had to be her. I had looked up Valerie on the internet last night, but there was nothing but the basics. One thing I was sure of, though, was that Valerie had attended school abroad for most of her life. That meant the picture was likely taken during the holidays. There was no point in asking my mates, Aka the golden brothers, about Valerie. I was sure they would not tell me anything. After all, they seemed to despise my presence. I kept calling Stella but it always ended in voicemail. The moon goddess was defi