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CHAPTER 079: ON THE STAGE

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last update Date de publication: 2026-09-18 17:46:50

MICHELA:

Backstage, my hands would not stay still.

I wiped them against the leather skirt Miles had chosen for me and tried to breathe the way he taught me in the empty bookstore— In and out.

The shiny black leather boots reached my calves and brushed my skin each time I shifted my body. The white tank top sat neat over my stomach and stopped clean at the waistband of the skirt. Over it, the black shimmering jacket caught every backstage light whenever I moved.

Miles had checked all of it bef
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