{ Grace }

I stood on the balcony, looking down at where my hairpin had fallen for almost thirty minutes without moving an inch. I knew getting down there wasn't a good idea, especially when I was likely to encounter him again.

There was no way I was letting that hairpin slip out of my possession.

I thought for a while, and then Zoe came to mind; what if I asked Zoe to help me look for it? Would it be rude? Besides, it was late.

I let out a frustrated sigh.

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