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Reta Falcon never did a bad thing in her life. She was good. The boy she loved was good. After he told her he loved her, the boy showed her just how much.
She lived in Hertz Quarter all her life where they never touched a thing like those black magic screens that'd blink away ones wildest fantasies. They lived tech-free. Those kind of delusions were meant for the lesser people that resided within Chaos Quarter. Where they still played make believe with castles and kings and queens and princesses and princesses.
Reta Falcon didn't know much about her world. She wanted to know why it ended, why it was the way it was now. But did that mean leaving her home forever? And chasing down the boy she loved into a happily never after?
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