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Chapter 72: Tattoo Artist Studio

作者: Ms Anonymous
last update 公開日: 2026-06-30 17:11:44

Mia checked her reflection in the rearview mirror one last time before stepping out of her car. The diamond engagement ring on her left hand caught the streetlight and sparkled mockingly. At twenty-nine, she was three months away from marrying David, steady, kind, reliable David. The man who had never once understood her desire for something bold and permanent on her skin.

But tonight, she was doing it anyway.

The studio was tucked away in a quiet industrial neighborhood, open late for private
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