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CHAPTER 29

Author: Spark
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-05-01 18:33:31

First Person's Perspective

Elena

I looked at the note in my hands. Another dinner invitation. From Salvatore. Again.

My fingers curled around the paper as I read the words over and over. After everything that happened at Percy’s wedding, after all the mean looks and whispers, I thought he would stop asking me to come to these dinners. But here it was again, another invitation, written in neat handwriting, brought to me by a guard who wouldn’t even look me in the eye. He handed it over and walked away quickly, like he was afraid to stay near me for too long.

The dining hall looked different tonight. The usual bright, blinding lights were gone. Instead, there were small candles flickering softly, casting a warm glow around the room. The long table that was always filled with too much food now had fewer dishes. It felt... more private. More personal. Like this dinner was meant to be different.

Salvatore was already sitting at the head of the table when I walked in. His dark eyes followed
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