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Chapter Eight - Noah

Author: SammiJo Hewitt
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-03-14 21:00:30

The second Lily storms out of the cafeteria, the whole room erupts into whispers. I can feel eyes on me from every direction, curious, smug, hungry for drama. I ignore all of them and sit back down across from Raven and Emily. Emily kicks me under the table. “You’re a disaster.”

“Thanks,” I mutter.

Raven is staring at her tray like it might swallow her whole. Her shoulders are tight, her hair falling forward like she’s trying to hide behind it. I hate that Lily’s meltdown touched her at all.

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