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... laugh. Coming from a woman who measured every step, who controlled even the muscles of her face, this confession... was ironic.
I crossed my arms over my chest, looking at her with a faint trace of mockery on my lips.
"Me? If that’s what you came up with after all that dusting, I’m disappointed. I’d expected something more dramatic."
Willabelle’s gaze wandered across the table, then locked onto mine. For the first time, the cold veil in her eyes had cracked. Her lips part ...
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