#Chapter 37: Close Call

Celeste

The pathway leading across the quad and up to the campus center was awash in the soft glow of the setting sun, casting everything in a mellow orange hue. Students bustled in and out of the squat brick building, chattering happily with their friends as they either came to or from a warm meal.

However, while the world was softening and preparing for the evening, my heart was racing.

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