The night of the bonfire marked a turning point. The group had gathered once more, but this time, there was a different energy. A strange, electric feeling that buzzed beneath the surface. Grace didn't know if it was the weight of everything that had been said in the last few days, or if it was the weight of all the unspoken feelings still hanging in the air.
As the fire crackled and the stars sparkled overhead, she caught a glimpse of JJ laughing with Pope. But it wasn't the carefree laughter from before. It was something more-charged, like they were both holding back.
She stood there for a moment, watching the group from a distance. She felt both included and alienated at the same time. No matter how much she tried to stay in the middle, things were slipping beyond her control.
And with that thought, Grace knew she couldn't keep avoiding the truth anymore.
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Tides of grace
FanfictionIn a world divided by social classes, Grace finds herself caught between the carefree Pogues and the elite Kooks. As she navigates friendships, loyalty, and her own identity, she struggles to fit in while uncovering secrets that could change everyth...
