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Chapter 71

Penulis: Leah Al
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*Bianca's POV*

The house felt different afterward.

Not changed in structure - the walls were still stone, the windows still glass, the sea srill restless beyond tehm - but altered in weight. As if something that had been hovering finally settled into place.

I srood alone in the bathroom, hands braced against the marble sink, watching my reflection with a stillness I hadn't known in a long time.

I looked the same.

And I didn't.

There was a calm in my eyes that unsettled me. Not relief. Not softness. Something steadier. Something earned.

I had crossed a line willingly.

That was new.

For most of my life, things had been done to me. Expectations. Decisions. Alliances. Even love, when it came, had arrived shaped by someone else’s terms. I had learned to survive inside other people’s plans, to bend without breaking, to smile while calculating exits.

But this—

This was not survival.

This was consent.

I pressed my fingers lightly against the ring on my hand, feeling its solid reality. It wa
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