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Chapter 17

Author: Meranda
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-25 15:33:10
The morning air was crisp, fresh, and peaceful—the kind of silence that didn’t demand anything from me. This was why I chose to have my breakfast on the patio. The sun filtered softly through the tall hedges, casting golden stripes across the table which held a breakfast spread that made my mouth water: waffles, fruit glistening with dew, a steaming carafe of coffee and some kind of smoked meat. A soft breeze stirred the silk robe of my nightdress and I kicked off my slippers, I placed my feet on the cold stone floor before taking a sip of the warm coffee. It was a perfect day, and the chirping birds were my only company. It had been a day since the opening ball, and I was grateful for the alone time before the next event.

I dropped my fork as I threw the last piece of waffle in my mouth before picking up a strawberry. Biting into it, a satisfied hum echoed and I closed my eyes and leaned back, its sweetness, a welcomed distraction. My thought wandered back to the event—the slap, Greg’
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