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Chapter 164: Car Ride

Penulis: Avvi Keller
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-05-26 17:55:00

The car ride was quiet.

Phoenix sat beside me, legs crossed, boots tapping softly against the carpeted floor of the limousine. I, on the other hand, couldn’t stop fidgeting. My hands rested over the wrapped box on my lap — the final gift — the ribbon trembling slightly each time the car hit a bump. My heart was racing. My breathing shallow, every inhale heavy with dread I tried to swallow down.

And then I saw it.

The Valmont Pavilion rose ahead of us in the distance, glowing under the night sky like it belonged in another world. Golden light spilled through the grand arched windows, music thumping faintly through the thick stone walls. Laughter echoed somewhere beyond the gates. Expensive cars lined the driveway. The kind of scene meant for fairy tales.

But I didn’t feel like a princess tonight. I felt like someone walking into the last battle — dressed in red, with everything left to lose. My palms started to sweat. I rubbed them discreetly against my gown, trying not to wrinkle the
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