CHAPTER 78 : THE WAY WE LET GO

Naya rose early.

Before the sun had fully stretched.

Before the birds began their weaving songs.

She moved with purpose—gentle, but clear.

She wasn’t leaving today.

But she was beginning to.

Her hands folded her few belongings: the journal, the pouch of beads and stones, the faded cloth key Adao...

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