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Chapter 16

Author: Anne Lars
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-03-13 20:39:26

I didn’t answer Marcus’s question. Slowly, I lowered my phone, my gaze hardening as it settled on Feurene.

And that’s when I noticed her earrings.

A pair of delicate ruby studs, their tiny red and white stones glimmering under the dim light.

Something about them felt… familiar.

A creeping sense of unease coiled in my chest as I stared at them, my mind racing, trying to recall where I had seen them before. The intricate gem setting, the way the stones caught the light and every detail was too familiar.

Then, it hit me.

I had seen those earrings before.

Not just anywhere.

But on the very woman, Marcus was kissing in the photo I received this morning.

"I just miss my fiancé," I murmured, my voice calm but laced with an unmistakable chill.

Feurene laughed, oblivious to the storm brewing inside me.

"Weren't you just together last night? You might get tired of each other if you're always together."

I forced a chuckle.

Before I could say anything, Manang Lucelle stepped in, her
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