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“I don’t have to be Toby to know when something is wrong, Paige.” He watched her carefully, sitting on the edge of the table and swinging his legs, his hands clasped in his lap.
Paige bit back a sigh as she looked over at him, he had picked up quite a few things when it came to emotions and feelings over the last few months. “I was really just thinking,” she then found herself saying. “About a lot of things,”








