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|| Lucas || I didn't see her for months. When Victoria Hemmings said something, she meant it. I went to school and never even caught a glimpse of her, worked endless hours at The Grey and never saw her come in. I even went to the desperate measure of spending my free time doing homework in our usual ice cream shop, which was a shot in the dark, considering Grayson was delving into cold weather and therefore lacked a need for ice cream. I tried to distract myself from the space that was left behind by dating around. I hooked up with girls left and right—like I used to, back in the day, back before I met her. There was no commitment required; they all claimed that they would be the ones to change me and my notorious ways. But they couldn't. None of them could. I left behind more
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