Gregory's POVWinter came home from her so-called solo vacation three days later. At the dinner table, she handed me a tiny box and said it was a gift. I opened it and found a bookmark inside."Huh. Did you and Simon go to the same place?" Mrs. Andersen asked, leaning over to take a look. "He stopped by today, too. The gift he brought Gregory is the same as this one."Winter's hand froze around her cutlery. For a brief moment, panic flashed across her eyes.I, however, kept eating without looking up. "It's fine. I don't mind getting two of the same thing."A cheap bookmark was still a cheap bookmark. Having one or two made no difference.Winter stared at me, momentarily stunned.Before she could say anything, Mrs. Andersen said, "You're right. I have to say, the three of you are tied together by fate. You'll be attending the same college, while you and Gregory will be in the same major—""Mom, Dad," Winter interrupted her. "I might switch majors after freshman year."Those wor
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