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CALEB’s POV Her eyes were filled with so much pain as she looked right at me. Damn it! Did she think we were the ones who had spread that awful rumors? I couldn’t believe it, and I was too scared to even think about the ramifications of all that. Tristen rose to his feet the moment she ran out, and I couldn’t help but rise with him. Lucas was visibly fuming, and I hoped he wouldn’t say anything that would make the situation worse. "I didn’t expect this from any of you!" Tristen snapped as he placed his hands on his head. The whole cafe was completely silent at this, and I could see the fear in their eyes. Jack was trying to move away from the table as though it would help his case, but Lucas shoved him harshly on the seat, and it was the scariest thing ever. "Ember doesn’t deserve to
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