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I hug Griffin hard. My heart gallops against my chest, and I can feel his thumping too. I bury my face in his shoulder as my eyes heat with tears. All the loneliness I’ve felt since Mom and Grandma died starts to shrivel and die. In its place is a sense of belonging and love. Griffin might be my fake boyfriend, but what I feel for him is real.
Ellie jumps to catch it, but it bounces off her arms and hits Grant, who grabs it out of reflex. “Shit.” He immediately throws it back in the air like a steaming potato. It flies and lands on Huxley, who acts like he just got hit by a grenade.

