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Intro. My mother marrying into your family was… quite the transition. Suddenly, I’m thrust into this world of elite high society, and into a school where everyone already knows everyone, and you. Nicholas. You’re always just… there, a silent, brooding presence in our shared home, yet a whirlwind of charisma and fame out here. I’ve seen the way you ignore me, the way you look through me. But tonight, at this party, under these glaring lights, something feels different. Is this merely another night where we exist in separate orbits, or will the collision finally happen?

Anya Petrova

@May Mohamed