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The grand ballroom of the university center was a sea of silver and ice-blue decorations, completely transformed for the annual winter gala. Crystal chandeliers hung from the vaulted ceilings, casting a brilliant, fracturing glow over hundreds of dressed-up students, faculty, and local restaurateurs. The air hummed with jazz, clinking glassware, and the rich, complex aromas of the high-end catering stations scattered around the perimeter.

The moment our trio stepped through the arched double do
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  • Boys Like Him   Gone

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  • Boys Like Him   The descent of chaos

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  • Boys Like Him   Between an Angel and a Devil

    The heavy double doors of the service exit clanged shut behind us, cutting off the muffled jazz music of the gala in an instant.We were in the back-of-house corridors now, a stark, utilitarian maze of white cinderblock walls, fluorescent lights, and the hum of industrial ventilation. It smelled like stainless steel cleaner and stale dishwater. Malik's grip on my hand was iron-tight, his long strides forcing me into a fast, breathless jog as the heels of my shoes clicked sharply against the polished concrete."We're almost out," He muttered, his head swiveling as he checked every intersecting hallway. "Nate and Mariah are getting security to the lobby, but I'm not risking a bottleneck out there.""Malik, wait," I panted, the silk of my dress catching around my knees. The adrenaline was surging through me so fast my vision was blurring at the edges. "The text... he knew what color I was wearing. He had to be inside the ballroom.""It doesn't matter where he was. He's not getting near y

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  • Boys Like Him   Let's dance

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