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... lway toward Vivienne’s study, still replaying the strange conversation with Sabrina in my mind. The Valentine manor at night was a different creature entirely – the pristine white halls bathed in shadow, the distant tick of clocks marking seconds that felt like hours, the weight of old money watching from countless portrait frames.
What was I even doing here? My life used to be simple: wake up, commute, work, sleep, repeat. Now I had four identical girls playing mind games that would mak ...
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