Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view
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I kept on walking down memory lane while gathering my courage to do why I came here, to find out about Duke.
I had a drawing of him ready, but I knew that if I go around and ask, 'have you seen this kid, but he is older now', I will look like a crazy person, so I gave up on that idea.
My plan was to go to the high school, or to be more precise, to the bus stop across the street and to look into my memories of those last days with Duke. Even if we split up, I must know something about him because I refuse to believe how after four years of Duke making my heart flutter I just gave up. Sure, I was timid so I probably didn't approach him, but I would crave to know what he was up to.
I had a plan, however, my steps halted in front of a small sweet shop.
