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Chapter 34: His good girl

Author: Twistella
last update publish date: 2025-07-20 23:42:22

Arabella

I was being dolled up again.

Now an everyday routine I was slowly adjusting to.

Another morning of hands brushing over my skin, smoothing fabric over my frame and styling me, expert hands on my hair gently brushing out tangles as though I were some fragile porcelain thing.

It was clear now, Lucas had shifted his game. Changed tactics. Entirely.

Since that night be brought me out.

Gone was the cold isolation, that place that still haunted my dreams and messed with my head.

Now, I wa
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