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Chapter six: The Ghost in the frame

Penulis: Author mae
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-06-24 18:52:32

The past had teeth.

Serena Vale had felt its bite before—first in the bloodline she never asked for, then in the bullets fired through glass in a garden meant for beauty. But nothing prepared her for the ache that bloomed in her chest the moment she opened the envelope Mara left on her table.

It was cream-colored.

Unmarked.

Inside: a photograph.

A woman. Young. Regal. Auburn hair spilling across her shoulders like fire, eyes fierce and familiar.

Serena’s breath caught.

Her mother.

There was no
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