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Chapter 115: Jaxon

The Los Angeles sun is almost offensively bright after the gray Boston winter I've grown accustomed to. I stand on Grayce's small balcony, coffee mug in hand, watching palm trees sway in the morning breeze. It's my second day in California, and I'm alone again.

"I'm so sorry," Grayce had said this m...