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Chapter 68

作者: Kayla Sango
Kensington Villa was lit only by the silver glow of the moon and the stars scattered across the Castorian sky. Our feet, still stained purple from grape juice, left marks along the stone path as we walked side by side, our shoulders brushing now and then.

"I'm ruined," I said, glancing at my white dress now covered in violet stains. "I don't think this will ever come out."

Christian laughed, the sound easy and genuine.

"Think of it as an authentic Castorian keepsake," he replied, his gaze
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