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Chapter 244: Very, very wrongšŸŒ¶ļø

Author: Black sweet
last update publish date: 2026-03-14 22:25:54

~ Avelyn ~

By the time night settled over the mansion, my nerves felt like tightly wound wire.

Everything around me looked the same as it had the previous two days. The same polished floors. The same quiet footsteps of servants moving through the hallways. The same soft glow of the chandeliers reflecting against marble walls.

But tonight every sound seemed sharper.

Every second heavier.

Tonight was the night.

The small vial hidden inside the lining of my uniform pressed coldly against my ribs a
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