The Wistful Campus

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The soup was boiling over, a thick, orange sludge that smelled of burnt ginger and regret, and Elara didn't move to stop it. She stood in the center of the kitchen, her hands clasped so tightly behind her back that her knuckles turned white, watching the steam rise in spirals that looked like the smoke from a chimney in a dream she couldn’t quite remember. The house was quiet, a heavy,...

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