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Chapter 14: The Invisible Trap Shuts
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2026-03-10 05:38:23The wail of police sirens felt jarringly out of place against the backdrop of Fifth Avenue’s refined elegance. As Luna was escorted into the squad car, her fingers—once adorned with expensive polish—were now clamped into the cold, unyielding bite of steel handcuffs.
"Sophia! You can’t do this! Those things were just trash you didn't want anymore!" Luna’s shrill screams drew sharp looks from passersby, many of whom had already raised their phones to capture
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