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Chapter eleven
Sierra’s POV I stood there, frozen by her words. The gravity of her warning weighed heavily on me, and for the first time, I felt the full force of what I had gotten myself into by stepping into this strange world. “I can’t promise that everything will be easy,” she continued, her voice soft but insistent. “But I can promise you this: you’re not alone. We’re all connected. And soon, you’ll see the truth for what it is.” I wanted to ask her more, to press her for answers, but I knew she wouldn’t give me everything now. Not yet. There was too much to unravel, too many layers to peel back. And I wasn’t sure I was ready for it, even if I had wanted to know everything. Suddenly, a loud crack echoed through the trees. I jumped, startled, and Mrs. Lawrence’s hand instinctively tightened aro
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