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SEVENTY FOUR

作者: Gentle Roses
last update publish date: 2025-08-25 23:40:32

Delilah’s POV

Two bodyguards stood a few feet away from her, scanning the room with military focus.

My chest ached. This wasn’t childhood. This wasn’t what she deserved—living her life in corners, flanked by men with guns.

I wanted to walk over, scoop her up, and apologize for everything. For Calix, for Silas, for myself. But the photographer clapped her hands.

“Smile, darling!”

So I did. I smiled for the cameras, my lips stretched so wide my cheeks hurt, my hands steady on a dish of risotto I
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