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Where the Wind WaitedScarlett's alarm cracked the pre-dawn silence. A muted sky glowed a pale blue, the first notes of morning bleeding through the slats of her blinds. The world was still asleep; the city still tucked itself beneath thin quilts of mist. Scarlett moved like she always did—efficient, practiced—lacing her shoes with mechanical precision, brushing her hair until it lay flat, her skirt ironed into stiff submission.She grabbed her keys without thinking. It was Tuesday. It was supposed to be Tuesday.The click of the lock behind he...
Where the Water WaitsMost people, if you asked them, would say their favorite place was somewhere warm—somewhere bright. A beach, maybe, with white sand and gold pouring from the sky. But she was different.She never came for the sun. Never for the sand.She came for the hush.At first glance, she looked like the others. Towel slung over one arm. Sunglasses perched precariously atop her windblown hair. Her feet pressed tentative prints into the damp morning shore, erasing themselves as quickly as they appeared. To a stranger, she was just anoth...
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