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, he mumbled as he brought out a folded picture from his pocket and handed it to her. She unfolded it and her eyes widened at the image. There was no doubt that the girl in the picture was Violet. She looked like the splitting image of Brea. She had Enzo's gray eyes but they held warmth and happiness. She looked Enzo with the way she was smiling. "She's beautiful", Arieon said.

Violet几个字没有吐出来，他这一定是做戏的吧，怕自己无意间会在Regina面前叫错，叫她为“Agatha”，所以就在平时也将她当Violet了。

It was Violet. Dressed in a flowing gown that mirrored the moonlit sky, her ebony hair cascaded like a waterfall, framing her delicate features and illuminating eyes the color of twilight. In her presence, a sense of both vulnerability and fierce determination resonated—an echo of her turbulent past and her unwavering spirit.

There was something about them that caught my interest and as I looked closer, I realized what it was. They were paintings, each one a self-portrait. Some were more abstract than others, but it was clear they were all of the same person. It was Evelyn, only she appeared to be younger and without her scar, her eyes full of light and laughter— It was Violet. The paintings were of Violet. “Xavier, you’re back already?” Her head tipped to the side, a smile lifting her face, but it quickly began to falter. “Did time slip by me again? How long has it been? I can’t seem to remember.”

But Akira refused, acting stubborn. " No, I won't!" Violet was enraged, and she almost knocked Anita's head. " Don't try me!" " Or else what?" Akira arched her brows, trying to annoy Violet the more. Violet's head sparked again, and she took out her daggers. " Wait for it!" Seeing this, Akira bursted into a mocking laugh and pointed to Violet's face. " You really don't know how you look. Just like Alpha Zayn, your cousin!" She joked and quickly ran away!

Then she appeared in the doorway of my study. Violet looked beautiful. She always did. With her blond hair falling in waves, wearing jeans and a sweater that somehow still looked elegant on her. Green eyes that reminded me so much of Isabelle it physically hurt sometimes. She smiled when she saw me. “Hey. I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d…” She stopped mid-sentence, her eyes catching the television screen behind me. Aria’s face was still there, frozen in a professional headshot next to the Myles Industries logo.

She opened one of the social media applications she used most often to keep track of Zane and Violet's activities online. As soon as the home page loaded, a photo that had been posted just a few minutes earlier immediately appeared at the top of her feed. It was a post from Violet Iris's personal account. In the photo, bathed in the warm glow of the late afternoon, Zane and Violet were sharing a passionate kiss in the outdoor area of an upscale café. Zane's arm was wrapped around Violet's waist, while Violet had her eyes closed, wearing an expression of pure happiness as though the world belonged only to the two of them.

As I looked at Violet, I was a little surprised to see her dressed completely in purple, from head to toe. “Are you serious?” I asked in disbelief. “Yeah! I’m serious!” Violet exclaimed excitedly, her eyes sparkling. “You look like an aubergine, dear,” I muttered under my breath. “Well, purple is an elegant royal colour,” Violet said, defending her choice. “Where did you learn that?” I asked, curious. “From the books I read,” Violet replied with a smile. “Have you seen how our little princess is starting to choose what she likes?” Alpha Matthew smiled broadly as he approached us with a small purple bag in his hand.

The guys let out low groans, palming their foreheads. "Oh, look who's here? Our future Luna." She turned to me, taking slow strides towards me while wiggling her brows. "Well, I guess they didn't tell you about me, I'm Violet, only girl in the Losers Club, maybe not again. But nice to meet you Valerie." She plopped down on the arm of the couch, wrapping her right arm around my shoulders while chewing gum. "Oh, hi. How'd you know my name?" I asked, quizzically quirking my brows at her.

It just feels meaningless. "No." I protested as I removed her hand from my chest and took a step back. "Violet is a natural color while purple is an unnatural pigment. Her eyes are natural." Were. "Forget it, Zo. I am done talking about her." She exhales a deep breath in annoyance and tries to take one more step towards me but I immediately took two back.