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Chapter 7: the Gilded cage

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The Gilded Cage

Elena's POV

“You will attend my bed tonight.”

The words circled in my mind like vultures, picking at what remained of my composure. I managed to reach my room, without stumbling on my dress. I sat on the edge of the massive bed in my chambers, my hands shaking so badly I had to clasp them together to keep them still.

He was going to bed me. Tonight. And when he did, he would know. He would know I was not Elise. He would know I had never been with a man. He would know that I was
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