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Chapter 7: The beginning of our perfect act

Author: Ava laurent
last update publish date: 2026-06-05 23:43:44

Nilah

The heat of the ballroom hit us the second Darien pushed the glass doors open, but the noise was what made my stomach turn.

Before we could even take three steps into the room, my father stepped right into our path. He didn’t look like a dad who had just found his missing daughter… he looked like a CEO who had just successfully closed a hostile takeover. His eyes moved down to where my fingers were digging into Darien’s sleeve, and a look of complete, smug satisfaction crossed his face.

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