Chapter Thirteen

Isis tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She was royally late this morning and forsook grooming her hair, like usual, so it was uncombed and unbound but she hadn't time to worry about that. Earphones plugged in, she sat at a bench on the university grounds while she was getting a head start on one of her assignments.

She typed furiously in her notebook. She hated doing last-minute work so she wanted to finish the assignment and get it out of the way.

Her concentration was fixed on the s

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