How did Isabella know I had been to Birch Road today?

Grace pov

My phone buzzed again. My heart lurched—but it wasn't Caleb.

It was Diana.

I was still sitting on the floor of No. 17 Birch Road, my mother's notebook resting on my knees. I answered.

"Grace, the national team's disciplinary committee just called me." Her voice was rapid. "They receive...

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