I'm actually tutoring you now? Yeah, I guess it does. Echo

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In "Pushing the Limits" by Katie McGarry, the characters navigate the complexities of their pasts while forming unexpected connections. The story follows Echo, a girl grappling with trauma and loss, as she encounters an unlikely tutor who helps her confront her issues. Their relationship deepens, intertwining moments of vulnerability and strength as they support one another in their journeys. Echo's realization that she is being guided by someone she never expected...

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