ONE LAST TEXT
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"You don't have to pretend it's simple. It's allowed to be complicated and beautiful at the same time."
"I know. I just wanted one thing today that wasn't complicated."
"That's fair too."
I'd spent the better part of the last two weeks chasing dead ends anyway, and by that Tuesday I was running out of places left to look. Two more girls from the party, both with fragments as useless as Bree's, taller, dark clothing, gone before anyone got a real look. A guy Priya knew who'd apparently bragged for a week after about "knowing something," who turned out, once I actually cornered him, to know absolutely nothing at all, just enjoying the attention that came with pretending he did.