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Chapter 0840

Maeve–Four Months Later

Suntra was not what I was expecting.

I had become accustomed to the seemingly endless white-sand beaches of Avondale, where the sand grit was so fine it felt like powdered sugar as you walked barefoot in the surf. Suntra's sand was coarse and golden and dappled with tidepool
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