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Chapter 43

Author: Julia Davis
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-04 20:35:14

I couldn’t move. My breath caught somewhere in my throat, trapped between disbelief and fear.

Ariana’s smile was soft, too soft to be kind. “You look shocked,” she said, turning fully toward me. Her wedding gown shimmered like frost, each jewel catching the morning light. “But if I wasn’t sure before, I’m sure now.”

My heart thudded painfully. “What… what do you mean?” I managed to say.

She folded her arms, eyes sharp with amusement. “I saw Elliot last night. Coming out of the glass house. And then, a few minutes later, you came out too.” Her voice turned cold. “Both of you looked upset. Tell me, Liora, how long has this been going on?”

I stumbled back, shaking my head. “No... it’s not what you think.”

“Oh, really?” she tilted her head, her smile widening. “What is it then? You bitch! You had the nerve to live under the same roof as me all this time. I must have been blind not to notice. I always knew there was something strange about you.” Her gaze swept over me. “But I thought Ellio
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