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051 | Before The Ball Burns.

Author: Gigi Grey
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-04 20:40:00

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“You're here.” I smile at Eleanor just as she steps into the room. Her face is pale, expression unreadable, but her eyes betray her. They’re still carrying the weight of what happened days ago, the gruesome scenes that she didn't deserve to go through.

She doesn’t respond, only closes the door behind her with a soft click. It’s strange. I thought I’d feel relief seeing her again, but all I feel is guilt… and awe. She trusted me. Fully. Enough to risk everything by exposing her father’s twisted dealings to me. That kind of trust isn’t given lightly—not from someone like Eleanor. And not after everything she’s been through.

It bothers me—no, it infuriates me that things got this messy. That the people closest to her—the people who should’ve protected her—turned out to be the very ones stabbing her in the back. And now, after everything, I’m no better. I’ve hurt her too. Not like they did, but enough that the sting is still there.

But mine doesn’t bleed. Not like theirs. It
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