BIANCA'S POV "He is actually gone." I set my coffee down on the kitchen table and looked between Eli and Sebastian with the specific extraordinary feeling of a person who had been bracing for impact for so long the absence of it felt physically strange. "Devon Reed." I pressed. "Permanently. From this campus." "Yes." Eli replied flatly without looking up from his phone. "The whole semester." I pressed. "Everything he built. Everything he ran from off campus." "Bianca." Eli pressed. "I am processing." I replied. "You have been processing for forty minutes." He replied. "It is a significant development." I replied. Sebastian came in from the hallway, poured coffee, sat down, looked between us. "She is still processing." Eli told him. "I can see that." Sebastian replied. I looked at Sebastian across the table. "Your mother." I pressed carefully. "How are you actually?" Sebastian wrapped both hands around his cup. "Getting there." He replied honestly. I looked at him for a
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