Cecelia's Letters

Cecelia's Letters

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We woke up in 1993-no way back, no signal, no answers. But the real problem isn't the past. It's her. A cold heiress of old money and silence, born to control everything without ever raising her voice. She doesn't ask questions-she decides what people are. I came from a future that doesn't belong here, and somehow ended up in her world. Now she watches me like I'm an error in her timeline. My friends are here too-each one lost in a different way-but none of it matters when she appears. Because in 1993, power isn't technology. It's her. And I think... time didn't trap us here. It brought us to her.
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