Riverview High

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othic monarchs surveying their impeccably manicured domain. Alex Torres felt her stomach knot with a potent mix of nerves and determination as she peered out the ti

rmented memories of her past that still haunted her daily like persistent phantoms. Yet there was an enigmatic, nearly magnetic pull about this place that had gnawed at Alex relentlessly until she could no

gamble, perhaps even foolish given the secrecy and peril surrounding her previous life. But the prospect of finally laying he

ocean breeze whipping tendrils of her long chestnut hair across her face. She drank in her new environment with a fur

ratic air of history and tradition, their Gothic spires and arched windows like unblinking eyes hinting at the countless secrets kept locked away over generations. Oak trees as ancient

lingering behind the gleaming veneer. She could sense it in the way the other students seemed to prowl the grounds in packs, their gestures and whispers guarde

utional power and privilege. She knew all too well the importance of treading cautiously in this insular world where status was akin to a capital offense and scrutinizing gazes s

in the shadows. Her time had finally come to unearth the long-obscured truth, no matter how deeply buried or heavily fortressed it may be. Steeling her resolve,