OF ROBES AND RIBBONS
CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE March 29, 2014 The Grand Amphitheater bloomed with color as robes swept through the tiered rows. Students adjusted their collars, smoothed hems, and whispered last-minute jokes to shake off their nerves. Parents craned for a better view, some holding up phones, others clutching programs like they were relics. Golden light slanted through the carved arches, dusting the crowd in warmth. The hum of voices rose and fell like the tide, charged with anticipation. In the middle rows, Annalise, Beyoncé, Miranda, Elina, and Monica sat close together, leaning in, their voices a quick current of whispers. “Clara’s here,” Beyoncé murmured, nudging Annalise with her elbow. They turned. Clara had just stepped in through the archway, the university robe draped neatly over her sh
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