Broken Bonds: Between Shadow and Soul
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Dernière publication ven., juil. 11, 2025
She doesn't speak unless spoken to.
She flinches at loud sounds.
And no one at Ashgrove High really knows where all those bruises come from.
Ryn Solace is used to being invisible-until a new teacher arrives with eyes too old for her face and a voice that makes the air hold still.
Then something shifts.
Something ancient.
Something no one was supposed to see.
Her father notices.
And he doesn't take kindly to change.
There are rules in Ashgrove.
Some are written.
Some are ancient.
And some?
Were made to be broken.
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