Fall Between Two Times

Fall Between Two Times

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"The Gravity of Us" Mary has always been the bright one - the girl with easy laughter, warm mornings, and a future so close she could almost touch it. On the day of her graduation, everything feels perfect... until it doesn't. It starts small. A prickling on the back of her neck. A shadow where there shouldn't be one. The strange feeling that someone, somewhere, is watching her every move. As the hours pass, the joy of the day twists into something she can't explain - whispers in empty hallways, faces she trusts suddenly unreadable, and a creeping dread that follows her even when she's not alone. By the time the sun sets, Mary will learn that some eyes never blink... and some endings are impossible to escape.
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"Do you see me?" "I always see you." ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ It all started three years ago. During that elusive summer that cracked them all down the middle and changed their lives forever. How do you live with that? How do you change all you know and attempt to live the same? Well, the eight of them are about to learn perhaps you don't just get to live with it, and instead, you need to confront the past. Or maybe just fucking pummel it further into the ground. ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ "Why were we ever friends?" Dakota mutters, wiping a hand down his face. "Because we all worked well together." Maeve shrugs, "We're all so fucking different. It honestly made this whole thing perfect." Neviah raises a brow, "I think we have different definitions of perfect." "I second that." Victoria hums. "Perhaps deserving?" Phoenix reasons, "We're not perfect, but we're all deserving of each other?" Dylan smiles softly, "I like that."

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