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The balancing act
Author: Shadow
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Chapter 23

The following morning, Jamal found himself standing in front of his mirror, adjusting the collar of his shirt. Life felt strange now—quieter, almost too quiet. With Marcus and his family handed over to the police, the weight of that drama was temporarily lifted. But Rachel’s words from the day before lingered in his mind: Be prepared—for anything.

As he grabbed his backpack, his phone buzzed with a notification. It was a text from Alex:

“Meet you in the library at lunch. Got something to show you.”

Jamal frowned but didn’t reply. Lately, it seemed like every corner of his life was becoming a mystery.

---

Walking through the hallways of Lincoln High, Jamal realized how much he’d been missing. Groups of students gathered around lockers, gossiping about the latest trends, relationships, and weekend plans. For them, life was simple. For him? Not so much.

“Jamal!”

He turned to see Jasmine jogging toward him, her curly hair bouncing with every step.

“You’re not going to disappear
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