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Chapter 8

Author: D'zire
last update publish date: 2025-12-20 18:22:51

_Danica's POV_

The dining room had always been too large for breakfast. I sat in my usual seat, third from the end, where I’d always been placed since moving into this house, and watched my stepmother’s sister, Margot, butter her toast.

“Such a shame about the gala,” Margot said, her voice carrying that particular pitch women like her perfected, loud enough to be heard, soft enough to claim innocence. “Celeste looked forward to it all year.”

My fingers tightened around my fork. Celeste wasn’t h
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