Amara opened her eyes. The haze faded, and for a moment, she looked like herself again.Across from her, Jason let out a slow breath and relaxed. "That's none of your concern. Someone will contact you in a few days."He paused, then jerked his chin toward the front door. "One of your idiot sisters is outside. I don't want anyone in this villa except you. Are we clear?"He fixed her with a hard stare, then turned and went into his room.Amara did not go to the door immediately. She stood where she was, quietly repeating the words she had just spoken.Something flickered in her eyes. 'What's wrong with me?'She raised her hand and studied it. Her skin was flawless, smooth, and pale as polished jade.She had seen hands like that in paintings, never in a mirror.She was no longer young, and although she had always taken care of her health, years of relentless work had left their mark.Compared to an 18-year-old girl's hand, the difference should have been obvious. Yet the hand bef
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