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Chapter 23 Field Trip
Braxton’s POV I swear, if Lucien says “be vigilant” one more time, I might just start screaming internally, and not even in a metaphorical way. We were at the café two blocks away from our school. The place was supposed to be casual, warm lighting, lo-fi music, a subtle scent of cinnamon and overpriced oat milk. But somehow, sitting across from Damon and Lucien made it feel like I was about to be interrogated by the FBI. Lucien leaned forward like some sort of mafia boss, in low and serious tone. “You understand this trip is a huge deal, right? You’ll be flying halfway across the world. Different country. Different language. Different protocols. You can’t afford any slip-ups.” I took a slow sip of my lukewarm latte, pretending to absorb the significance of his words. In truth, I was
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