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BOOK ONE OF THE : Santigo series
Nyla Zariah Diaz stood at the edge of her new balcony, overlooking the bustling city of Kingston. The view from Norbrook was nothing like Tivoli Gardens-the air was lighter, the streets quieter, and the people... different. She exhaled, watching the sunset paint the sky in hues of orange and pink.
"This is it, Ny," Samoyah said, leaning against the railing beside her. "New life, new opportunities. No more people looking down on you like you don't belong."
Mickela nodded, plopping onto the lounge chair. "And no more struggles. We got this, girl."
Nyla smiled at her best friends, grateful for their unwavering support. Moving out of her childhood home wasn't easy, but she knew it was necessary. She had bigger dreams-dreams that couldn't grow in a place where people wanted to see her fail.
"I just wanna make my mom proud," she murmured, gripping the cool metal of the railing.
"And you will," Deja reassured her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "You already doing it, Ny. Your nail business is thriving, and your wig page? Blowing up."
Nyla nodded. They were right. She had worked too hard to let doubt creep in now.
Little did she know, fate had something unexpected in store for her.
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