05/30/2026
Bully hand moved fast across the library table... But the shadow behind the bully hadn't moved at all.
Maya sat at the corner table in the university library, her biology textbook open to chapter fourteen, highlighter in hand. The afternoon sun cut through the tall windows, painting golden stripes across the worn carpet.
She'd chosen this spot deliberately—far from...
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