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Chapter 32

Penulis: Daisy Jolliffe
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-28 17:18:09

The silence of the room was louder than any music that had played at the ball.

Mia stood alone, her breath heavy, the red dress clinging to her like a second skin as if it, too, refused to let go of the night. She didn’t even bother unzipping it properly—just pulled it down from her shoulders and let it pool around her feet like stale blood. The cold air kissed her bare skin, raising goosebumps that had nothing to do with the temperature.

She stared at herself in the mirror. Her makeup was still mostly intact. Her lipstick barely smudged. But the fire in her eyes—the fierce, dark seductress who had entered that ballroom ready to conquer—was gone.

Stripped bare.

All that remained was Mia. Just gentle and quiet Mia.

She stepped into her softest pyjamas and curled up in bed, burying her face into the silk pillowcase. The storm inside her refused to quiet. Axel’s kiss—cold, stiff, hollow. His lips had been too distant, his eyes too empty. It didn’t take a genius to know som
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