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Chapter 16: Stop Asking

Author: You Keika
last update publish date: 2026-04-22 13:25:29

"Someone searched your room last night."

Sera said it without greeting when Zara stepped out of the dormitory building Friday morning, falling into step beside her with the natural ease of someone who had been waiting without making it look like waiting. The morning was cold and gray, the kind of Crestmoor weather that felt less like a season and more like the city's default setting fog at the edges of the grounds, the academy's stone dark with overnight damp, the whole campus holdin
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