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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Winter’s POV

The rain hadn’t let up by the time I found myself seated at my desk again, staring at a blank page in my journal. The memory of that night with my mother felt too raw, too close. It wasn’t something I could write about, not yet. Instead, I picked up my pen and let it wander, the ink fl...

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