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As If It Were Real

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*Xelina*

I step into the ballroom, and for a moment, everything around me seems to freeze as heads turn in unison, fans halt mid-wave, and conversations drop to a hush, leaving me surrounded by hundreds of eyes filled with curiosity, admiration, and speculation. Yet not one of them knows the truth of who I am hidden beneath the delicate mask. What’s more, there are no snide words of “servant” or sneers of “mutt.”

All they see is the shimmering gown and the radiant light that clings to me, but fear surges through me like a sudden storm, wild and consuming, crashing against my ribs with every panicked breath. Under the terror, below the cold sweat and the tremble in my limbs, something else begins to stir.

It is subtle at first, a thrum deep in my bones, yet it grows louder, steadier, resonating through every inch of me with a strange, electric clarity. It feels like truth, and like I’m stepping into the shape of who I was always meant to be. As that terrifying, exhilarating certainty
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