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... e setting sun. This radiant light played upon Rosalie’s cascading, wavy hair, igniting a fiery dance within each of her resplendent locks.
Her delicate, pallid hands quivered, gripping the edges of the letter tightly. Her striking gray eyes raced frantically over each word, etching a deepening shadow across her countenance with every passing sentence.
In a distant corner of the hallway, the maids had gathered, discreetly observing their mistress. She stood there in silence, her e ...
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