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HOW Do I ESCAPE

Author: BDEE
last update publish date: 2026-09-04 20:59:42

CHAPTER 28

I sat cross-legged on the edge of my plush king-sized bed, forcing my posture to relax while Mia smoothed out the wrinkles of a freshly laundered dress hanging from her metal cart.

My heart was still thumping a steady, anxious rhythm against my ribs, but I kept my face warm, curious, and utterly harmless.

"Mia?" I began softly, tilting my head like a nervous girl seeking advice from an older, wiser sister. "Can I ask you something silly about these galas?"

Mia paused, looking up with
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