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Gone

Author: Bea Baum
last update publish date: 2025-12-28 17:31:10

BRYNN POV

Two weeks later, I almost forget what fear feels like.

That should’ve been my first warning.

The city is busy in that late-morning way—cars humming, people weaving past each other with coffee cups and headphones and places to be. I have bags looped over my wrist, new clothes folded neatly inside. Things I chose. Colors I like. Proof that I exist outside guarded halls and marble floors.

Normal.

I’m halfway down the sidewalk, mentally checking off errands, when something shifts behind m
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