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CHAPTER THIRTY/TWO
THALIA'S POV. I spent the entire day walking around the premises of the pack house. No exact destination, just walking and taking in my surroundings for the very last time. Since I was planning on leaving tomorrow night, I figured I would do it, if not for anything, just so I could have at least one good memory to take with me when I leave. Goddess knows horrible memories are all I've had with me all my life. I still haven't seen nor heard from Tristan. My heart aches at the possibility that I might not get to see him once more before I leave. I've considered going to his room or his office a handful of times, but then every one of those times I remember the stupid rule book he had me study the night I came here, and I have no choice but to give up. The last thing I want to do is to prov
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