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It was well past three in the morning when Helena was startled awake by a noise outside her cell.

"Wh-Who's there?" She trembled, though she wasn't sure if it was from fear or the cold.

A familiar face peered at her from the other side of the bars.

"Ella."

"George?!"

whelp, I'm officially a graduate 

officially an adulty adult

the ironic thing is, I ain't even 18 until September 

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