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... > Public distance. Cordial indifference. No whispers of reconciliation until we identified our enemy.
I knew it.
I agreed to it.
I understood why it was necessary.
But that didn’t mean I liked it one fucking bit.
From my position near the staircase, I had a clear view of the dance floor—and of her.
Sera moved with Astrid Volker in a controlled, effortless waltz. Astrid’s emerald gown contrasted sharply with the obsidian silk hugging Sera’s frame. < ...
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