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作者: Ona Hearts
last update publish date: 2026-11-03 22:26:54

Asher’s Pov

The wind up on Observatory Ridge hits differently. I kept Rowan’s hand locked tight in mine as we scrambled up the final steep dirt path. Most students at Silvercrest didn't even know this trail existed.

It was hidden behind a thick wall of old cedar trees, blocked by a rusted iron gate that had rusted off its hinges five years ago.

This was my escape hatch.

Ever since I was ten years old, whenever Damien finished dragging me through another brutal three-hour tactical lecture
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