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Violet's P.O.V. ********************************************** I've been rolling around in my bed for hours. My mind will not stop wandering to Setson, and what happened tonight. It's like I keep trying to make sense of it all, but can't. What was Setson even doing at my house? Was he there to see Emma? Then... why did he comfort me? Why didn't he just go see her? Why did he care about what she said to me? Why is it always Setson that comforts me when I need it most? Setson used to be my biggest bully. I dreaded having to see him when I would go over to the McCarthy's house. Setson was always so mean to me. At least, that's what I thought. Little did I know that his bullying was mild compared to what I've gone through over the last few years. Maybe I should have known when Setson co