KIN TO THE ALPHA
With that thought, I turned back toward the path, ready to take the first step on my journey—alone.
XENIA'S POV
The city felt different this time. The noise, the lights, the constant hum of life—it all seemed almost overwhelming now, like a cacophony of emotions that mirrored the chaos inside my own mind. As I stepped off the bus and into the bustling streets of New York, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief, but also an aching emptiness. This place was supposed to be my escape, my chance to figure things out on my own terms. But it still held memories—of my old life, of Bradshaw, of the dreams I'd once had.
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