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56. ๐‘Šโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-30 00:32:47

Isabella POV

The music ended, and Killian didn't let go of my hand right away. He held it a beat too long, long enough that I saw Valerie notice from the dais, her painted smile tightening at the edges, before he finally released me and inclined his head toward a side archway half-hidden behind a bank of white orchids.

"This way," he said, low enough that it wouldn't carry. "Unless you'd rather field questions from Nora about why the dance ran twenty seconds longer than everyone else's."

"When
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