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Chapter 36: Platinum doll

Author: Black sweet
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-10 20:30:55

~ Veronica ~

The scent of bergamot and steam should’ve relaxed me, but it never did. I’ve always found spas too performative, people pretending to be reborn while lying half-dead on heated stones.

The masseuse’s hands pressed down between my shoulders, slow and rhythmic. The oils were warm, tracing over my spine, seeping into skin like secrets I didn’t ask to hear. Everything here was soft from the white towels folded like clouds to the low hum of water running in some distant basin, the faint violin track designed to remind women they’re wealthy enough to escape their own noise.

I wasn’t here to escape. I was here to be seen relaxing. There’s a difference.

Rumer and Milo were already halfway through their champagne, lounging in their robes like pampered cats. They adored this place, the way every mirror was framed in gold and the air itself smelled expensive. I let them chatter because it filled the silence I didn’t want to acknowledge.

“Do you know,” Rumer began, her voice syrupy wi
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