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She approaches the death chamber, though most call it a library. Only she knows any different for now. In the dark a blade gleams, slipping
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He walks to the window as she's gasping for air. Tasting blood and sweat and tears, she cries for what she could never have. Was it a lie that tore them apart?
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Three months, bright heart, three months, she mouthed to herself in desperation. Trying to remember where it had all gone awry, she found that the past might have held the key.
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"There is no way you are surfing in that competition, young man," Beverly Preston ordered.
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She turned her head to see who was calling her name. It wasn't who she had expected. He should never have come back, she thought. It wasn't fair, the way he had treated her. Le
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