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I sit down with a sigh. "Everything okay?" Spencer asks me.

"Yeah," I reply, "Just have a lot on my mind."

"Stuff about Lance?"

I reply almost automatically, like a broken record. "Yeah."

"I'm sure everything will be fine. Lance's a nice guy."

I nod. "He is."

He sits down next me as my mom passes out our plates. She sits down afterward.

"Everything will be fine tomorrow, Serena," she says with a smile, "I just know it."

"That's easy for you to say," I reply, "I mean, I like him and all, but what if it turns out that the world doesn't want us together?"
"Considering how Lance has said he's already seeing color, I doubt that's a possibility at all."

I huff. "But I'm not."

"Everyone sees it at a different pace, Serena."

"Do they, though?"

"It's rare, but yes."

I hum. "Sure, whatever you say..."
The rest of dinner was silent. No one really said a word... And the rest of the evening was slow.

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