CAROLINE'S POV
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There are no coincidences in life, especially not Valerie and I being best friends, so as I sit up, eyes wide and ask, "What?" Millard's footsteps inching closer catches the side of my eye. Tilting my head back, I stare up at the gentle blonde giant that I've started considering a friend, and survey as he looks at Valerie like she's the prettiest thing he's ever seen. I glance back at her, and she's as stiff as a board, staring right at me, afraid to move, or to breathe. "Care?" Her voice is a broken whisper. I can't fight the smile crossing my face, and my insides tighten with excitement, and then crumble with fear.
She won't go to Alorwood, would she?
"This is Millard." My own voice is a mere whisper, and finally, she looks at him. Her gaze clashes with his knees, a
