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Relief seemed within grasp as the distant echo of an approaching vehicle met her ears. Salvation, she surmised.

The vehicle drew near, its illumination piercing the darkness. Rhea extended a beckoning hand, signaling for a halt.

As the window descended, Rhea’s eyes met the driver’s. It was Darin.

Taken aback, she lowered her gaze, knitting her brows in a flustered gesture.

Darin had been an acquaintance since childhood, preceding her acquaintance with Marcus.

Their story began in the corridors of kindergarten, where they shared the same classroom as classmates.

the Evans family had not yet reached its current zenith. In the halls of her classroom, she bore

peers formed clusters around picture books, their innocent camaraderie Like a distant echo in

often surged, and clandestine tears were her silent

like a serendipitous chord, her gaze intertwined with that of a handsome classmate, Darin. A simple act of generosity-a piece of candy extended-sparked a symphony

tears, for I shall safeguard

moment, she felt herself transformed-a metamorphosis akin to

course. Her father led her to the Thomas family’s house, akin to

step. In that instance, her sentiments pivoted, her infatuation shifting its allegiance. Marcus’ cool countenance wielded a

be a princess,

drawn to the