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Chapter 87 – "Ashes and Silk"

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Sera stood in front of the cracked mirror in the bedroom once ruled by Lucrezia, the queen now dethroned. The silence in the villa was unsettling, not with fear, but with absence. The kind of silence that followed after storms when there was nothing left but debris and memories.

Her fingers traced the bruises on her neck, marks of a fight she had barely survived. Not physically—she had triumphed. But emotionally? She felt hollow, like she’d been emptied and stitched back together with silk thread, fragile and fine.

A knock came at the door.

She didn’t flinch.

“It’s open,” she said, her voice even.

Valerio stepped inside. He wasn’t dressed like the king of the underworld tonight. No suit, no weapon in sight. Just a black shirt rolled to his elbows and the soft exhaustion in his eyes.

He watched her a moment. “You’re still wearing that dress.”

She looked down at the blood-stained hem. “I guess I forgot how to breathe, let alone change.”

He stepped closer. “Let me help you remember.”

Her
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