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She stands at the edge of the precipice, looking down at the jagged rocks below. Her heart pounding, her breath catching in her throat. She knows she shouldn't be here, knows that it's forbidden for her to be here. But she can't help herself. She needs to see the view, needs to feel the wind in her hair and the sun on her face.

And then she sees him. He's standing on the other side of the divide, looking at her with an expression that is both sorrowful and angry. She knows she's been caught, knows that she's going to be in trouble. But she can't seem to care. All she can focus on is him and the way her heart