FINDING MY OWN WAY

(METHARAJ) META'S POV (Age 19, Year 2025)

Cold sweat. A gasp tore from my throat and I jolted upright. The nightmare. Its images wouldn't let go of me. That scarred face—my face—and his hands, closing around Thyme's throat.

It felt too real, like a warning playing over and over in my head. Why...

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