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    Molly’s brows furrowed in confusion. “What would he have to do?”


    Aurora held the fork mid-air, resolve shing in her eyes as she replied, “True intentions reveal themselves over time.”


    Molly nodded, but it was hard to tell if she truly understood.


    Noticing something, Rnd looked around the room and picked up Molly’s phone. “Who’s Rickey? He’s calling you.”


    Molly’s eyes lit up. “Rickey? Isn’t it nighttime where he is right now? Why is he calling sote?”


    Aurora couldn’t help but feel something was off about this phone call. “Will you guys go out? I’ll just take this call.”


    “You can talk to him with us here. Besides, I haven’t heard Rickey’s voice in a long time, Aurora,” Molly protested.


    Seeing that Aurora needed privacy, Rnd took Molly’s hand and dragged her out of the room.


    The door shut behind them. Aurora looked down at the ringing phone in her hand, wondering what Rickey wanted to talk to her about this time.


    A sigh escaped her lips. When did she start dreading Rickey’s calls?


    He was her best friend. He might have liked messing with her when they were younger, but he never let anyone push her around. He always had her back against the bullies.


    Though he had pretended to be indifferent when he left, she had never thought things would change between them.


    With a gnawing helplessness in her heart, Aurora answered the call. “Hi, Rickey.”


    “You took so long to answer. What do you use your phone for?” His tone carried the same familiar air of sarcasm, which was a relief.


    “I just woke up. What do you want?” she asked.


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    “Nothing; I’m just bored, so I wanted to chat.”


    “Okay.”


    A pause, then Rickey asked, “So, how’s school? Have you made new friends?”


    “Yeah.”


    “Boys or girls?”


    “Both.”


    “Okay.” Another pause, then Rickey asked, his tone less natural this time, “Do you have admirers now?”


    Aurora looked down at her foot. “How would I know?”


    The hesitation was evident as Rickey asked, “Do you like someone?”


    His question brought Aurora back to high school, when a ssmate had tucked a love letter into Rickey’s book.


    His cheeks turned bright red, and he asked her, “Are you ying a joke on me?”


    Confused, Aurora furrowed her brows. “That’s not mine.”


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