Refusing to acknowledge Phoebe’s presence, Bella kept her eyes glued to the book in her lap, pouting. It wasn’t fair, she had grieved for her cousin’s sudden disappearance for years, she had finally come to terms with never seeing her again and here she was.
Haunting the school, looking older, wiser but still her friend from childhood. “Phoebe,” she said finally, her name a long suffering sigh on her lips, “you’re blocking the light.”
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