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Things are never what they seem in Mayfair.
Where appearances reign supreme, families will go to any lengths to bury their scandals.
For Mia Donovan, starting 11th grade at Mercyville Academy was supposed to be just another year-until tragedy struck, leaving her alone with impossible burdens and no one to turn to.
As the new school year looms, Mia dreads returning, weighed down by responsibility and haunted by past trauma. How can she survive when everything around her is falling apart?
Until an unexpected group of transfer students arrive and threaten everything Mia has been working so hard to conceal.
Until him...
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"You think I don't see the cracks in your armour ?" he murmured, his voice low and unwavering. "I'll break through them, Mia. Not with force, but with patience. You'll let me in, because you need me to be here."
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