{Alora’s POV}By the time the car turned into the school’s axis, I had already checked the name twice.St. Augustine Preparatory School.The letters sat clearly on my screen, unchanged, and I locked my phone after a moment, lifting my gaze to the road ahead. The area grew quieter as we moved further in, cleaner too, the buildings spaced out with intention, everything arranged in a way that spoke of control and access.The car slowed.“We’re here,” the driver said.I nodded, paid him, and stepped out.The school stood just ahead, tall gates, structured walls, security posted at the entrance. It looked exactly like the kind of place Victor would choose. Controlled. Selective. Impossible to enter without permission.I walked toward the gate.The guard stopped me before I got too close.“Good morning. Who are you here for?”I reached for my phone and typed.“I’m here to see my son.”He glanced at the screen, then back at me.“Name?”I typed again.“Noah.”He nodded once and turned slightl
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