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Beautiful Trap

作者: Pretty Betty
last update 公開日: 2026-06-25 06:34:25

**Chapter 61**

**Beautiful Trap**

The pearl pendant rested against my collarbone like a beautiful accusation. I stood in front of the mirror in the primary bedroom—the room I had reluctantly returned to after Khalid’s latest round of promises—turning slowly to catch the light. The white gold vines twisted elegantly, catching every movement with subtle sparkle. It was exquisite. The kind of piece that would make other women sigh with envy at galas and charity luncheons. Yet ever
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