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FIFTY-THREE: Marry Who?

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-30 02:05:32

MINTHE

Marry Who?

* * *

“Who the hell picked that atrocity?” my mother, Matriarch Vanya Vale, adds smoothly, her voice echoing over the silent hall.

“Because I know for a fact my daughter wouldn’t let a dog wear something so cheap.”

Lyria shrieks, wine dripping off her chin, soaking into the ruined bodice of her gown.

Well, she did actually, pick that dress.

She scrambles back against the marble floor, pointing a trembling finger at my mother.

“How dare you!” Lyria screams, her act shattering
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