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Chapter 97: Beautiful Prison

Author: Twistella
last update publish date: 2025-10-16 23:34:34

Arabella

Lucas froze, his expression tightening. The warmth in his gaze vanished, replaced by a sharp edge.

“What does that even mean, Arabella?” he asked, his tone low and clipped. His eyes narrowed, searching my face for something—guilt, fear, a lie I hadn’t told yet. “Did something happen? Did someone come here?”

Before I could answer, his hand was already on me.

“Are you hurt?” he demanded, his palm cupping my face as his eyes scanned over my skin, checking as though expecting to find a bru
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