Anastasia pov:
The cab pulled up outside Eliana's house, I stepped out with a heavy heart. My bag felt heavier than usual-not because of the clothes or books, but because of the storm of thoughts brewing inside me. Eli, sensing my uneasiness, gave me a reassuring smile.
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