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Thirty Two

Author: Vivian Sage
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-08 07:04:46

Soren’s POV

The moment my father’s left, I felt like the air had thinned around me.

Every muscle in my body ached from tension, and the quiet hum of the school grounds felt louder than usual.

The visit hadn’t gone how I expected. It never did, but somehow I kept hoping it would.

He’d come with the same polished smile, the same calm tone, asking the usual questions. The same disappointment hovering beneath every word.

I told him what he wanted to hear, that I was doing fine, that everything was under control. Then, as if to prove it, I went and rode the dragon again. Not because I wanted to, but because he was watching. Because his eyes always made me feel like I had something to prove.

Now, hours later, I regretted it.

My head was pounding, and my mood was a storm waiting to break. I could feel it simmering beneath my skin.

I was halfway down the hallway, trying to keep to myself, when Dylan caught sight of me.

“Soren!” he called out, his grin bright and easy, the exact opposite of
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