Finally, after hours of walking, they stumbled upon a hidden clearing, and in the center of it, they found a chest filled with glittering treasures. They cheered and hugged each other, thrilled with their success.
Behind her, the doors slid open and Megan Marx entered, a grin tugging at the corner of her mouth. Megan’s hair, a cascade of silver‑blue strands, seemed to catch the city’s light and refract it into a thousand tiny rainbows. She was the embodiment of the Excogir Girls’ spirit—brash, brilliant, and never content with the status quo. excogigirls 24 06 05 bella nova and megan marx free