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Chapter 43: Festival Attack

Auteur: Silver Moon
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-19 04:13:38

Sophia Pov

The school held the evening event in the courtyard, and for the first time in weeks, it almost felt like things were normal again.

It wasn't much — string lights strung between the oak trees, a few folding tables set up with punch and snacks, a small stage where the music club had set up speakers for a playlist someone had clearly spent too long curating. The administration had called it a "community gathering," careful not to use the word "festival" too loudly, as if the wrong word
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