The ballroom looked less like a tournament hall and more like a cathedral built for money. Crystal chandeliers rained light across the marble floor. Gold-trimmed columns reflected the glow of hundreds of candles…
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The wrought-iron gates of Hawthorne Crest Academy stood like a declaration—wealth, legacy, and quiet power forged into black steel. Ivy climbed the red-brick walls with curated perfection, and the polished stone driveway reflected…
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