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CHAPTER 89 - The Gathering

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Eliza's POV

The names kept coming.

Every week, a new letter. Every month, a new face at the garden gate. The journal had opened a door none of us had expected, and on the other side were dozens of strangers who shared our mother's blood.

Some came with hope. Some came with anger. Some came with nothing but questions and the hollow look of people who'd spent their whole lives wondering where they came from.

I met them all. We met the
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