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Framed

Author: Oma
last update publish date: 2026-07-17 22:31:42

ELARA'S POV:

They have witnesses who claim that I had access to their studio. They have a timeline that makes it seem like I stole their work.

I know it is a lie. I know someone is trying to destroy me.

But I do not know who. Or why.

I spend hours in my room, going through my old sketches, trying to find anything that proves my innocence. I have hundreds of drawings, dating back years, showing the evolution of my designs. But the rival designer has similar drawings, similar timelines, simil
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