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Chapter 66

Author: Miss J
last update publish date: 2026-04-11 23:48:53

Summer's Pov

Kayla had slipped off to handle something and Tyler and I were standing in the corridor when Crew walked out of that room.

I saw him before Tyler did. His jaw was tight and his hands were in his pockets and he had that look on his face that meant things had not gone the way he wanted. My feet almost moved toward him before my brain caught up.

Tyler caught it.

"You practically lit up," he said.

"I didn't light up."

"Summer. Your face."

"It's about tutoring. We had a session yesterd
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