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We had arrived at the mountains a few hours ago, and the view was breathtaking. The air was crisp and clean, and the only sounds were the rustling of the leaves and the chirping of the birds. It was a different world from the city, a world that felt ancient and untouched.
I was glad I had come. I needed this. I needed to get away from the suffocating worry of my parents, the tense silence at home. I needed to breathe.
Zac and Rowan were already trying to start a fire, their bickering a familiar, comforting sound. And then there was Emily.
She was standing by the edge of the clearing, her back to me, looking out at the vast expanse of the wilderness. She was so still, so quiet, it was like she was a part of the landscape itself.
A few of her friends were with her, but she seeme
