Prologue

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The sunset leveled with the windows, pearing through the blinds, leaving orange streaks across the classroom.

Luke Mennals sat in an old wooden desk, gazing at the phone in his hand. It displayed a simple photo of a girl with thick brown hair sitting on the windowsill of a hospital, staring at the world outside.

Luke stared at the picture till time itself seemed to stop around him. Which is why he was so surprised when the phone was suddenly snatched from his hand.

"You're looking at her picture again, huh?"

The boy looked up to reveal Anna. However, he didn't see her usual happy face, rather a vague look of concern.

"It wasn't your fault, you know! Its been a year now!  She already-" Anna caught herself in mid-shout then, looked at the picture blankly.

Luke's face twisted with anger as he reached for the phone, but Anna quickly snatched it away.

"Are you going to spend the rest of your life staring at your phone? Aria would've hated you like this!" Anna would've continued, but before she could say another word, Lukes hand came propelling towards her face.

"You think," Luke paused, his voice forced through the lump his throat. "I haven't already realized that."

Neither one dared speak another word. Instead, they thought about summer. They thought about the sterile smell of a hospital. Most of all, they thought about the day they first met the girl in the photo, Aria.

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