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Chapter 82: Dance with me

Author: Black sweet
last update publish date: 2025-11-09 23:49:59

~ Avelyn ~

Through the window, I could see the ballroom glowing like a lantern from within, gold and white lights reflecting off the water. I should’ve felt out of place, but instead… I felt suspended. Caught between fear and curiosity.

The ballroom was a blur of silk and crystal. Music swelled from a live orchestra hidden behind a curtain of roses. People moved like art in gowns whispering across the marble, masks glittering under chandeliers.

When Xander appeared, even the mask couldn’t hide
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