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Chapter 32: Truth in Champagne

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The smooth leather interior of the luxury SUV was warm and quiet as the vehicle glided away from the glittering venue.

Avery leaned her head back against the plush headrest, her eyes glassy and wide. Completely pie-eyed from the five heavy glasses of vintage champagne, she softly hummed the melody of the orchestral waltz they had danced to, swaying her head gently in time with her own tune.

Damien sat beside her, his mask removed, his sharp silver eyes drinking in every single movement. "Did yo
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