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Chapter 82

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Aria’s POV

The school field felt loud in the best way. Kids screamed, parents called, banners flapped overhead. There was popcorn and sunscreen and that exact kind of harmless chaos that makes life feel simple for a minute. It was the opposite of the summit. The opposite of the phone call. The opposite of breaking down in Adrian’s arms the night before.

For a few hours, this place was only about cones and whistles and children arguing about whose turn it was.

I scanned the crowd automatically,
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