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Chapter 26 The First Betrayal

Author: Ayana Stories
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The weight of Alessandro’s folded paper in Amara’s palm felt heavier than any chain. Francesca’s chilling warnings about Dante’s true intentions echoed in her mind, reinforcing Alessandro’s insidious narrative. The gilded cage, once a place of reluctant learning, now felt utterly suffocating. Amara was no longer simply a captive; she was a chess piece in a high-stakes game played by ruthless masters, and the thought of remaining a pawn, especially in Dante’s possessive grasp, became unbearable.

Freedom. The word became her North Star, shining brightly through the murky complexities of her feelings for Dante. She still saw the wounded man beneath the King, the depth of his grief for Isabella, but Alessandro and Francesca’s words had poisoned that empathy. Was it truly grief, or was it a need for control so profound that it warped his every interaction? Amara chose to believe the latter, for it offered her a path forward, a justification for the monumental risk she was about to take. S
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