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I made it home. That's what I wanted, isn't it? To wake up in my own bed, in my own world, with Neverland nothing but a fever dream I could pretend never happened. So why does everything here feel like a lie? Neverland broke me open and put me back together wrong. The magic is gone. The wonder is gone. And Peter — my Peter — is gone too, replaced by something colder and darker that wears his face like a mask. Pan is not Peter. And I am not the girl who wanted to go home anymore. I don't know how to get back. I don't know if he'd want me there if I did. All I know is that this world stopped feeling real the moment I left Neverland and I'll burn mine to the ground if that's what it takes to return. Some girls get lost in Neverland. I got lost coming home.