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Aria's POV.

The scent of freshly mowed grass filled the air, mingling with the soft hum of excited voices and faint laughter as I stepped through the gates of the university.

My first day of college. I wanted to feel a spark of excitement, a rush of hope for something new and normal. But I couldn't. The weight of everything-*everything*-pressed down on me like an anchor tied to my chest