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Chapter 7

Autor: Dante Katie
last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-15 08:24:22

Lora's pov

My feet felt like lead as I walked through the double doors of Mr. Vance’s classroom. The familiar scent of formaldehyde, expensive furniture polish, and ozone hung heavy in the air.

"Take your seats, everyone," Mr. Vance announced, his charismatic voice echoing off the black laminate lab tables. He stood near the whiteboards, impeccably dressed in a gray suit, wire-rimmed glasses resting on the bridge of his nose. "Today we begin our semester-long genetics project. This counts for
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