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Chapter 16
Chapter 16 I wish I could say I didn't let Daniel's words get to me, but they've been weighing me down all day. I can't think about anything else. While Daniel isn't a very credible source, I realize I don't know much about Torrance. What if he is a player? What if I end up getting hurt? I open the fridge and groan in frustration when I see that it's empty, aside from a jar of olives. I slam the door shut just as Russ comes waltzing into the kitchen with a huge, goofy grin plastered across his face. "What's wrong with you?" I growl. He raises a brow. "Uh, I'm happy. You should take notes, peanut. You look like you could use a little happiness." He grabs the box of Captin Crunch from the cupboard before grabbing a bowl. "We don't even have any milk, Russ." He shrugs. "Then I'll put
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