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Chapter 15 | Impromptu Bodyguard

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Rhea’s POV

This morning, my face in the glass didn’t feel familiar at all. Earlier, Helen placed an outfit across the bed, a sharp blue jacket, a silky top that seemed far too fine to touch, and a skirt ending right above the knee.

Truth is, none of it matched who I am. Wearing trousers suits me better, yet there was little choice. All these items were bought by Leon.

Yet somehow, wearing this clothes makes me think less of presents, more of fancy jail gear.

That old suitcase sat there, just si
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