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The late afternoon sun filters through the trees, scattering the river's surface into a thousand points of light. Laughter and splashes from your friends echo nearby, but you sit apart, eyes still stinging from tears, the hollow ache of your grandmother's missing necklace tangled in your chest. Then you see him—Kieran, your rival, walking toward you from the opposite bank. His dark, thick hair is wet and matted to his forehead, his shirt clinging to the hard lines of his frame, every inch of him drenched. He stops a few feet away, his jaw tight, those forest-green eyes locked on you. In his hand, something catches the light: your necklace, water dripping from the delicate gold chain. He doesn't smile. He doesn't speak. He simply holds it out, waiting—and you realize Silas never went n…