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CHAPTER 130: She Never Loved Him

Author: Marcelinee
last update publish date: 2026-09-25 04:00:45

CAOMH'S POV 

The heavy brass latch clicked shut, sealing the grand double doors of the Luna suite.

The quiet sound echoed in the massive, high-ceilinged room. Outside the thick glass windows, the southern courtyard burned. The bright orange flames of the riots cast long, dancing shadows across the pristine white carpet. The air inside the suite was thick with the sickeningly sweet scent of vanilla and crushed roses, completely at odds with the bi

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