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... do. I had less than twenty-four hours to do the impossible, unite the ferals. Not just a few. All of them.
And if I failed, the girl who died would remain nothing more than a footnote, another forgotten body in a system built to crush people like us.
The weight of it pressed heavily on my chest as I left the courtyard. My footsteps were slow, mind racing with thoughts. I was still clutching the torn piece of fabric in my pocket like it was a lifeline.
In class, I couldn’ ...
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