Anne and the Hidden world
Xannebullied by my alpha stepbrotherbullied by my stepbrothersfrom bullies to my protectorsbullied by my stepbrother: claimed by his touch
The sun rose sluggishly, its soft golden light bathing the makeshift classroom in warmth, as if reluctant to disturb the peace.
The children were already waiting, some eager, others simply present because of their loyalty to Red. One girl, small and wide-eyed, raised her hand, her innocent curiosity piercing through the silence. "What is a dream, Anne?" she asked, her voice so soft it was almost swallowed by the rustle of leaves.
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