Part Twelve

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"You're my safe haven." The words echoed in Eve's mind. With a watery smile, she broke free and murmured, "Let's go, Adlyn." And then to Timiteo she said, "I'll follow you to the HQ. Mom, you coming?"

"Of course," Mom said.

"We will too," the principal and vice chorused.

"Who am I riding with?" Adlyn said.

"Who do you want to ride with?" Timiteo asked.

"Mrs Diollo," Adlyn said immediately.

"Adlyn... You can call me Eve."

And truth be told, to Adlyn, Mrs Diollo was Eve. She had never thought of her as Eve until she'd wanted to help. Now, she was officially Eve, and she would always be.

Adlyn nodded. "Eve."

"Let's go then, personas!" Timiteo said. Hand in hand Eve and Adlyn walked down the hall. Adlyn squeezed Eve's hand as if to say thank you...Eve squeezed back.

Adlyn was saved.

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