Chapter Eighty Two.

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Elara's POV Ethan's words echoed in my head, like an unwanted truth I did not want to hear. "What if your mum is actually the good guy?" I hated how he made sense. I had been so blinked by trying to protect Jordan that I had not even actually stopped to consider what side of this feud I was really on. My gaze shifted to Ethan, he looked like he had more to say. His jaw was clenched tight and there was a look of concern mixed with frustration written all over his face. Before any of us could speak, the loud ringing of the morning bell echoed in the hallways. The first class of the day was economics. Ethan adjusted his bag and began walking towards the classroom, without a heads up. His silence was louder than anything he could have possibly said. I turned to Maya with a huge

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