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“I get it,” Elena said, nodding. “So let's not stand on ceremony. The milk seemed pretty great. Why don't you have mine?"

She slid the cup in front of Grace.

Grace's face went pale. She stared at Elena, her heart racing. Did Elena figure it out? No way. That couldn't be possible.

"N-no, Miss, I coul...

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