Chapter 47 47

KIRA POV

The

bell hadn't finished ringing when I started typing.

Me:

Library. Now.

Me:

Do not ask. Just come.

I

plowed through the hallway with my lunchbox against my ribs and clipped Jace's

shoulder mid-throw. His football thudded to the floor.

"Watch

it, Hale!"

"Sorry!"

I

didn't slow down. ...

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