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CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE

Author: Lilith
last update publish date: 2026-05-22 23:48:17

Dinner in the Francesco estate began at precisely eight o’clock.

Not a minute earlier.

Not a minute later.

Elena realized very quickly that everything in this family revolved around control.

Even time itself.

A servant dressed her in a dark wine-colored gown before leading her toward the dining hall in silence.

No one spoke directly to her anymore.

Not comfortably.

The servants looked nervous now whenever the necklace glowed faintly against her throat.

As though they expected something terrible
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    “I’m dead.”The words settled into the room like ice.Elena stared at the girl standing near the corner of her bedroom while cold wind drifted through the curtains behind her.At first glance she looked normal.Young.Pretty.But the longer Elena looked—The more wrong things became.Her skin was t

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