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Chapter-46, the empty chair...

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The university had finally begun taking the gala apart. It been few days already from the event.

The grand stage that had shimmered few night ago, now stood stripped of its elegance. The workers carefully folded the velvet curtains that had framed the evening’s performances, while volunteers gathered scattered decorations into cardboard boxes marked for storage. Bouquets that had looked breathtaking beneath the chandeliers had already begun to wilt, their petals curling softly at the edges as
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