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Chapter Thirteen

When Greg first handed me the watch, I was skeptical. There was no way it could be the one that had belonged to Knox’s grandfather. I wasn’t that lucky. But as I examined it, it was clear that my friend had found the one thing I knew Knox would cherish, the best Christmas gift ever. It was a little tarnished, but the engraving was still prominent. The initials KH were engraved on the front in a beautiful script, and on the back, the initials CH in the same font.

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Chapter Fourteen

“How could she think I wouldn’t defend her? Doesn’t she know how I feel about her? She should know by now, Cameron. She should… she should just know.” I could hear Knox’s voice muffled in the backgrou

 
 
 
Chapter Twelve

I was six hours into a ten-hour shift at the café when Principal Raymond walked through the door. It was two days before Christmas, and I was working all the contacts I had in a desperate attempt to f

 
 
 
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