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Chapter 43

Author: Khalicy.P
last update publish date: 2026-05-06 23:50:46
VALENTINA

The hall erupted. The sound was a physical weight, a roar of cheers and clapping that drowned out everything else. Horace didn't move. He didn't jump up or cheer. He sat perfectly still, savoring the moment while Harold sat frozen, looking like a ghost under the bright stage lights.

"You did it," I whispered, leaning toward him."

He looked at me then, and for the first time, the mask slipped. I saw the pure, unfiltered joy in his eyes, even as he fought to keep his expression coo
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