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Chapter 202: Loose Ends.

Penulis: Astra Maye
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Aurora sat in her car for a full minute before stepping out in front of Elara’s school.

The building looked the same as it always had….clean brick walls, trimmed hedges, children’s laughter echoing faintly from somewhere behind the courtyard—but everything felt different to her now. It felt temporary. Like she was already halfway gone.

She adjusted the file in her hand, the one containing the documents Xavier had signed without looking, and walked toward the administrative building.

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