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forehead. Christian waved him off, laughing. “No, I’m more than fine. Just—let me explain, okay?” We waited, breath held in shared curiosity. “Do you remember the girl I told you I met at camp when I was sixteen? The girl I used to call Evie?” My eyes widened. A cold chill spread through my chest. No. Not *that* Evie. “You mean the Evie from Royal Camp?” Jake asked, his voice sharp with surprise. Christian nodded, an almost boyish grin creeping up again. “Yes.” “The Evie as in… your first kiss Evie?” “Yes.” Jake blinked. “Wait—*the* girl you fell madly in love with but lost contact with… *that* Evie?” “Yes, dude.” Jake’s eyes flickered with disbelief. “Last one—do you
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