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I was woken up by the blaring of Leo’s assigned ringtone to find myself laying half-sprawled over Rohan. He gave me an absent smile, his focus on the sheet music balanced on his knees.
Blearily, I reached for my phone, almost knocking over the Tiffany’s box with the sapphire necklace stashed once more inside. “Hello?”
“Have you been online this morning?” Leo asked.
Scrambling out of bed, I searched both of Ro’s closets until I found a housecoat to borrow. “Not yet. Why?”
I blew a kiss at him, closed the bedroom door behind me, and headed downstairs into the living room.
“Good. Don’t. Preferably ever, but definitely not for the next several weeks.”
I put her on speaker, typing my name into Google as fast as I could. The articles with the most views were the ones featuring me givin
