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065: Gala aftermath

Penulis: Peace C
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-05 23:43:42

Anastasia's POV

The rest of the gala passed in a blur of champagne and congratulations from people whose names I could not remember.

"Such wonderful news!"

"When is the wedding?"

"You two make the most beautiful couple!"

I smiled until my face hurt and thanked strangers who suddenly acted like they knew me intimately. Leon stayed by my side through all of it, his hand never leaving my back, playing the role of devoted fiancé so perfectly I almost forgot it was an act.

Almost.

But I could not fo
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