(Ruby’s POV)I walked a considerable distance away from the Vale estate, my lightweight canvas duffel bag slung securely over my shoulder. Once I was several blocks away, ensuring I was completely clear of any potential roaming security patrols, I stepped up to the curb and hailed a taxicab.The cab pulled over with a low rumble. I opened the door, slid into the backseat, and gave the driver the exact residential address the real estate agent had sent to me earlier.As the taxi merged back into the midday traffic, I leaned my head against the cool glass of the window. The journey through the bustling streets of London was quiet, but for me, it was the most peaceful experience I had enjoyed in the last few days. There were no monitoring eyes, no oppressive family expectations, and no suffocating walls designed
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