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Chapter 29: The Child Enters the Estate
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2026-05-04 23:30:00The mansion no longer seemed to be hiding anything. It felt exposed. Not because its walls had changed, but because the lie that had once held everything together had finally unraveled at the seams. Seraphina stood motionless at the center of the upper corridor, as if even the act of breathing might shatter what remained of her reality.
The memories had come rushing back in full—everything: the hospital lights, the falsified documents, the man who was not Maximilian but had used his na
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