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... act, Mia Grant’s every expression, gesture, and tone of voice was flawless.
The girl stood at the top of the spiral staircase on the second floor, her eyes still heavy with sleep. She must have rushed out, having forgotten her shoes; her bare feet rested on the carpet. She was now on her tiptoes, leaning against the ornate railing to peer down below.
Strands of her hair hung down, fluttering in the air with the hem of her dress, making her look as if she might topple over at any ...
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