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... n poured in steady sheets, drumming against the leaves overhead and soaking the forest floor in thick, sticky mud. Trees stood tall and dripping, their bark darkened by the storm. The scent of wet earth filled the air, and the wind whispered through the branches like a secret.
Abrielle’s breath came in short gasps, her chest rising and falling as she stood pinned against a tree trunk. Her back pressed hard into the rough bark, the cold seeping through her wet dress. It felt like it could ...
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