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I try to study for a while, but give up. I’m too distracted. I call Ellie, but it goes to voicemail. I leave a message telling her I’ll be staying with Liam for a while, which I know she already knows, and for future reference, I’d appreciate it if she took my side once in a while. I text Carla to thank her for coming to dinner, but don’t get an answer. As I’m sitting there looking at the phone in my hand, I become overwhelmed by everything that’s happened. The attack in the alley, finding out about Liam, Diego’s bizarre reactions, graduating from school, being here…everything swamps me, battering me from all sides. I lean over, rest my head on my arms on the tabletop, and close my eyes, trying not to cry. I fall asleep that way, sitting in a chair, face down over a table. Which is how
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