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February 3, 2022 | Trent's diary

  What is there to say? I let things go too far. It was my responsibility to rein Sebastian in, but I didn't, and now look what's happened.

Rebecca will be a different person for some time. Who knows how long? If or when she ever goes back to her previous self, will we be able to reconcile one mode with another? I didn't want to break up with her, nor did Nathaniel with George. How will Sebastian get along with these new modes?

I've been effectively banned from being around Sebastian's new biker friends. I was only trying to protect my best friend. They say the road to Hell is paved with good intentions. It looks like Luci, Maze, and I will get to know each other a lot better, then.

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