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The sky was still smudged with dawn when Laya merged onto Highway 26, the road ahead washed in mist and pine. She cracked her window just enough for the cold air to bite her cheeks, her playlist humming low under the steady roll of tires. She wanted to be there before the Open sign even
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Harlan saw her before she saw him. She stood under the library’s entry light with her backpack slung behind one shoulder, her hair falling down her back in soft waves that caught the glow overhead. The contrast made her stand out even more, warm undertones against the cold Wednesday night. Her blue eyes looked almost
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Two days had passed since she and Harlan worked in the same study room at the campus library. Two days since she cleared a space for him at the long wooden table. Two days since he surprised her by asking for her number before they walked their separate ways. He had said it casually, in
rise by Laurel Krown 