Chapter 80 Chapter 80

She laughed briefly and real, the kind that just escaped.

Sofía grabbed my arm.

I watched it.

"Okay," Sofía said. "We're not talking about it."

"Correct," I said.

We walked out

Thursday it was hollow grind meeting.

The rink, Dmitri's board, a printed copy of Lily's analysis, and a laptop propp...

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