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Author: Minnah
last update publish date: 2025-12-28 22:11:55
I couldn't step out, Lucien ruined my mood again. And I was worried he'd try to meet me because Lucien wouldn't just write the epistle and let me be.

I'm still surprised that he hasn't tried to abduct me because Lucien is crazy to that extent, once he wants something he stops at nothing to get it.

Which only means he's just tryna manipulate me and make me believe he still wants me.

I was still lost in thought when a gentle knock sounded against the door, muffled but deliberate, as though
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