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Avery's POV The luxury sedan came to a halt outside Silverwood Preparatory's imposing iron gates. I stayed seated in the leather interior, watching through tinted windows as my destination revealed itself in all its glory. Silverwood Preparatory stretched before me like something out of an architectural dream. Every detail whispered wealth and exclusivity. Pristine. Magnificent. Absolutely untouchable. The building's facade gleamed with ivory stone, adorned with golden accents that caught the morning light. Towering windows of stained glass added an almost cathedral-like grandeur to the structure. The manicured grounds looked like they belonged in a luxury magazine spread. Emerald lawns stretched endlessly, framed by precisely sculpted hedges and flower beds overflowing with perfect roses. This wasn't just any educational institution. Silverwood ranked among New Jersey's most elite private schools. Its reputation preceded it, famous for producing renowned artists, powerful business leaders, and high society's finest. The soft sound of my door opening broke my concentration. I stepped onto the polished driveway and offered the chauffeur a grateful nod. "Thank you, George." George maintained his trademark professional demeanor. "I'll return this evening to collect you, Miss Miller." His tone remained respectful and measured. "Please call should you require assistance." I nodded, adjusting my bag strap while drawing in a steadying breath. Senior year had finally arrived, bringing with it increased pressure and expectations. The sedan's engine purred as George departed, leaving me standing alone before the academy's intimidating entrance. "God, Fiona is driving me absolutely insane," Brielle Foster announced, approaching with visible irritation. My attention shifted from the building to my best friend's familiar figure. Brielle's golden hair fell in perfectly tousled waves that seemed to capture sunlight. She wore our standard uniform with effortless style
