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Chapter Ten

Author: Whitney Drake
last update publish date: 2026-05-31 00:06:04

Between the sea of heads, I could just make out the powerful figure of Luca Moretti walking around the crowd of women. He wasn't affected by any of their pretty faces or tiny costumes.

"Who did this?" Luca spoke softly, but every syllable felt sharp.

I wasn't ready to reveal myself to the other dancers, but it looks like I would have no choice. If I told him who did it, would it come back to haunt me?

I couldn't hide any longer.

"Luca, it's okay." The crowd parted in front of me as I spoke, and
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