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CHAPTER 6: "COURAGE"

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"I know all the names," Marek said casually, sipping from his coffee as he leaned back against the desk. "They gave me the profiles of every student I'll be taking on."

Fallon tilted her head. "Oh, that's efficient. Makes it easier to remember us, I guess."

Elara stood rooted to the floor beside her friend, her stomach twisted in knots.

That was a lie. She knew it. She could feel it.

Profiles?

He didn't need profiles. He already knew. Because he wasn't supposed to be here, because he wasn't real.

Fallon laughed lightly, completely unaware. "Even my allergies are in there. Wild."

Elara's fingers dug into the strap of her bag.

She felt watched.

Not just by Marek.

By something deeper, older, something lurking in plain sight.

When they got home, Fallon was still gushing over Marek's charm. "He's so mysterious, Elara. Like dark cloud wrapped around silk."

But Elara didn't respond.

She dropped her keys at the entrance and walked straight up the stairs.

"Elara?" Fallon called.

No answer
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