“You can’t beat her with ability, so beat her with your head.” “I’ll keep that in mind,” Maven mutters, begrudging the advice but taking it all the same. “You’re getting better though,” Cal murmurs, patting Maven on the shoulder. He means well but comes off as patronizing. I’m surprised Maven doesn’t snap at him—but he’s used to this, like I was used to Gisa. “Thanks, Cal. I think he gets it,” I say, speaking for Maven. His older brother isn’t stupid and takes the hint with a frown. With nothing but a backward glance at me, Cal leaves us to stand with Evangeline. I wish he wouldn’t, just so I
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