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Chapter 12

Author: Anne Lars
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-12 13:23:00

**Snow's POV**

I excused myself from my boyfriend, telling him I needed to go to the restroom to fix my makeup. He nodded without hesitation, his warm smile reassuring me. As I walked away, I could still feel the comfort of his presence, easing the tightness in my chest. The nerves that had been creeping up on me all night slowly started to fade Marcus had that effect on me. He made everything feel lighter and easier. I let out a quiet breath as I pushed open the restroom door, already feeling more composed.

Standing in front of the mirror, I studied my reflection. My hazel brown eyes, still holding a trace of nervousness, met my gaze. My lips, slightly parted, trembled faintly. I shook my head and straightened my posture, pushing away the lingering unease. A small, genuine smile tugged at my lips before I reached into my purse and pulled out my lipstick, ready to apply it. But just as I lifted it to my lips, I froze. A presence. A shift in the situation.

My breath caught in my thr
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