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11. Found It

Author: Gratsiya
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-28 22:24:16
|| Lilac’s POV ||

The days lost count, every single one with the delivery of a new over-the-top present from Kael. A diamond chain that shone like the night sky, a designer bag more expensive than most people made in a month, a jar full of exotic orchids that smelt of summer flowers, every one accompanied by a letter in Kael's lovely handwriting. "To my future Luna," the letters said, every single one of them signed with strong letters. And they made me feel this bitter, smoldering fury. I was standing in my bedroom, gazing at the new present, a velvet case containing a pair of emerald earrings that suited my eye color.

My reflection before the mirror caught my attention, and I found myself unable not to notice the difference I made. The gentleness in the eyes was erased, replaced with hardness that didn't exist there before. That girl who trusted in fairytales no more existed, taking the place of a woman knowing the cost of trust.

"Lilac, darling," my mom yelled from down the stairs,
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