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Chapter 216

Author: C Olive
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Maya's POV

The lighthouse was further from the road than it had looked from the air.

The cliff path was narrow... the kind that had been used regularly at some point in the lighthouse's operational life and had since been maintained by nothing except the passage of the occasional person who knew it was there.

The grass at the edges..... Alex walked behind me.

Not because I needed him behind me, from the practical geography of the path, which was single-file in its narrowest sections, a
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