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Chapter 7: The Unveiling

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Eleanor woke up feeling lighter than she had in ages. Sunlight streamed into her room, warm and soft. She touched the smooth, cool emerald necklace at her throat, and a small smile played on her lips as she thought of Lucian. Everything's finally going her way.

"This is it," she murmured to herself. "I've really changed my fate."

Lucian's her fiancé now. No more running, no more pretending. Just a straight path forward with someone she was truly starting to care for.

Hours later, Eleanor came down the grand staircase, ready for the evening’s gala. Her sapphire blue gown shimmered with a stark contrast to the soft, ruffled dresses she used to wear. Her father, Leon, waited in the foyer. Her mother, Cecilia, looked elegant in pale silk. Even Jane, somehow, had gotten an invite, looking modest in soft pink.

The car ride to the gala felt endless. Jane, sitting across from Eleanor, talked nonstop.

"Oh, Lady Eleanor, this place is just lovely! Do you think Damien and Sebastian will show up?
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