Chapter 18: The Deal
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Chapter Eighteen: The Deal

Grace pushed open the door to her apartment, shopping bags weighing down her arms. She let the door close behind her and dropped everything onto the couch.

"You're back." Amanda emerged from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel. "I made pasta. Want some? You should eat before you leave."

Grace was heading home for a few days—to her parents' place on the other side of town. With the scandal spreading across campus, lying low for a while seemed like the smart move.
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