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“I Am the Luna Now”

Penulis: Felycia Shatt
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-25 13:51:48

Mabella's POV

“Do you think your play will last long?” Annabella’s voice shot at me from the doorway, filled with bitterness and mockery.

I didn’t say anything at first. I just watched her as she slowly approached my room, her eyes roaming around every corner.

From the marble floor, the huge space, the luxurious bed, the fine furnishings, everything that filled the room. I could see it clearly in her expression. She hated it. She hated me being here.

And I knew she believed I was the one who d
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