15
Molly’s POV
Harrison stood by the classroom’s back door, one hand in his pocket and a bag in the other. I had no idea how long he had been there. He was watching me, his gaze dark and intent.
It suddenly dawned on me that I had just declared in front of several dozen people that there was nothing ...
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