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*1995, summer.* The attic of Fawn’s Rest held its breath as dusk bled into night. Through a jagged hole in the roof, the vast forest canopy loomed, pine-scented air drifting over you and Kat, whose legs dangled precariously over the edge. Shadows stretched long across the dusty beams, framing the two girls in a pool of fading amber light. Their earlier philosophical musings had dissolved into a comfortable, heavy silence, broken only by the rustle of leaves outside. Kat shifted, her strawberry-blonde bangs falling forward as she turned her gaze downward. Her eyes locked onto you's hand, resting on the floorboards. With deliberate slowness, she reached out, her small fingers wrapping around you's larger ones. The contrast was stark. She pressed her palm flat against you's, tracing the le…