Chapter 18 THE SMILE THAT SHOULDN'T EXIST

Garrett's POV

I shove the notebook at Paul so fast she nearly drops it, both of us scrambling like the room's on fire, and she jams it into her backpack while I fumble the closet door shut over the busted console hiding everything we just wrote down.

"Garrett." My dad's voice again, sharper now. "...

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