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Ghost Don't bleed

Penulis: Hikky writes
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-21 16:07:46
The scent of gunpowder still lingered.

Alessia sat in silence, the white silk of her wedding dress stained with blood—not her own, but someone's. She didn't know who. She didn't ask.

The screams had faded. The music had stopped. Only the chaos echoed in her memory.

She was now sitting in the Morano estate's private wing, surrounded by luxury… and silence. Daisy hadn't left her side since she'd been rushed in. Her hands trembled as she wiped a cut on Alessia's forehead with a damp cloth.

"I don't think it's deep," Daisy said softly, her voice breaking the quiet. "You're lucky."

Alessia didn't feel lucky.

She felt… haunted.

"He was there," she whispered. "Lorenzo."

Daisy's hands froze. "…I know."

Alessia slowly turned to look at her. "You saw him too?"

"Yes." Daisy's voice lowered. "But… I didn't want to believe it."

Alessia stood, the floor tilting beneath her like a ship caught in a storm. She gripped the edge of the vanity. Her reflection looked like a stranger—pale, wide-e
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