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ISRA Declan pulled me back when I stood up to leave the study room, he shook his head with a smile on his face. I narrowed my eyes at him, he chuckled and slowly let go of my wrist. He made me sit back on the chair. “I lied, Kellan didn’t do it, it wasn’t him.” I sighed, I thought he was the one who hit him, I don’t want to see them fighting. I wanted Kellan to accept Declan and if it was possible for Declan to move in with us, I would want that. “Who did?” I wrote it down and showed it to him. The smile wore off his face and he looked down on the meal I brought in the lunch box. I guess it was something he didn’t want to talk about, and I didn’t want to pressure him more about it. I decided to drop the issue and force him to eat with me before he blurted out. “It was my mom