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In a⁠—

Ugh.

I don't know.

A friend way.

A magical way.

A he always shows up when I need him way.

Except now, he doesn't. Neither of them show up.

And I hate how empty that makes me feel.

Chapter Fourteen

So, I've also been avoiding Dora.

Not entirely.

I mean, we work together. She's my best friend.

Avoiding her completely would require changing my name and fleeing New Jersey.

But I don't seek her out. I don't eat lunch with her. I don't stop by her classroom. And when she texts asking how I'm doing, I answer with thumbs-up emojis like a passive-aggressive teenager.

Because something is going on. I can feel it.

Dora knows something. Wulfy definitely knows something.

And every time I’ve asked a question about Grimm, they both develop the conversational skills of houseplants.

Finally, Dora corners me in the faculty lounge.

“You've been avoiding me.”

“No, I haven't.”

“You sent me a thumbs-up emoji when I asked if you wanted to get dinner.”

“It's a versatile emoji.”

“Aggie.”

I sigh.

“Fine. Maybe I've been avoiding you a little.”

Her face softens.

“Did something happen with Grimm?”

My shoulder throbs beneath my blouse. Probably psychosomatic.

Probably.

“We had sex. And now he’s just gone.”