Chapter 18 Juice, Drama, And Possible Murder

Ivy’s POV

“Ivy.”

“Ivy.”

“IVY!”

“AH! YES—WHAT?!”

My head snapped up so fast I almost walked straight into another student passing by. Beside me, Lyra stared at me like she had been personally offended while adjusting her grip on her tray.

Students moved around us in the cafeteria, voices blendi...

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