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Sara found her way back to the pillar and couldn’t bring herself to message Zach. But she was desperate to message Bea.
She struggled to find the words, though she had so much to say. She felt her mind tripping over itself. Bea would never take something she said the wrong way, would always understand the subtext and jokes. Writing to her had always been easy, so why was it suddenly so hard?
Heyyy
With the full three ys, of course.
I SWEAR I saw you the other day here, dressed like one of the, idk, marginal women? Honestly not sure what to call them. But I hope you’re here and you get this! Would love to see you, obv. Miss you a thousand.
Before she could send it, something bright flared in the sky.
She flinched, glanced upward, some instinctive fear coursing through her. Was it
