"Perfection" - Chapter 8

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The sticky note was pale yellow, the handwriting neat and centered.

My fingers trembled as I peeled it off the back of my locker.

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Yes. Yes — it did say Elise Horrow.

The clipboard was black—

no, brown.

And Lucas dropped it.

At my feet.

I picked it up and read “Elise Horrow—”.

Then he disappeared.

…Right?

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I tried to push through the fog that had settled over the memory, to recall exactly what had happened a few weeks ago. But the harder I fought, the less I could remember.

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With shaking hands, I began to tear the note.

Reduce it to shreds.

But I knew, deep down, it made no difference.

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