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Emma I’d rather swallow a stapler than work with Tristan Gray, but here we are stapler intact, sanity not. Apparently, a student vote decided we’d be co-chairs of the prom committee. I show up to the first meeting with a color-coded binder, a Pinterest board full of decor ideas, and a tight grip on my…
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Part 1 – The Stranger at the LibraryI’d always liked the quiet corners of the city library — the way the world outside slowed down the second you stepped in. No car horns, no phone notifications, just the hum of the heater and the scent of old pages. I used to joke that if I…
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Part 2 – The Night He Knocked I didn’t see Adrian for a week after that night.No library visits, no tall shadow by the poetry shelves, no faint silver reflection in the window glass. I told myself it was fine. That he’d just… moved on. Maybe he’d found another quiet corner somewhere, another night to…
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