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040. Back in Town

Penulis: Silver Quil
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-15 04:23:40

RAINA

I heard the commotion before I heard the doorbell.

I was in the sitting room with a cup of tea I hadn't touched, going through a stack of invitations Felix had sent over for campaign events I was expected to attend. My social duties as Mrs Rowland.

Raised voices outside. Faint, coming from the direction of the front gate. I couldn't make out the words, but I could hear the tone. Someone wasn't taking no for an answer.

A few minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Maria's footsteps crossed the e
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