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βyou're the only part of this world that doesn't feel suffocating.β
βthat's a dangerous thing to say, cameron.β
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Being JJ Maybank's sibling already came with its own set of rules, stick with the Pogues, stay out of Kook territory, and never forget which side of the island you belong to. The divide was simple, sharp, and permanent. Or at least it was supposed to be. Because then there was Rafe Cameron: smug grin, sharp words, and a last name heavy enough to crush anyone who stood in his way. He hated you for being a Pogue. You hated him for being everything you weren't. It should've ended there.
But on the Outer Banks, nothing is ever that simple. Banter turns into battles, battles turn into secrets, and somewhere between the arguments and the stolen glances, hate starts to look a lot like something else. Something reckless. Something dangerous. And when lines blur, choices have to be made. choices that could ruin friendships, fracture loyalties, and upend everything you thought you knew about love and hate on this island.
They're supposed to hate each other. that's the rule. Because falling for the enemy isn't just forbidden on this island. It's a betrayal that could burn everything down. But every fight, every challenge, every stolen glance pulls them closer to a truth they aren't ready to admit.
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