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Chapter 10: Survival on Millan
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2026-07-04 16:00:30Valentina POV
"I am a designer," I said, stepping forward and carefully unwrapping the silk dress from its paper casing. "I hoped to show you some of my work. Perhaps for your consignment racks."
"No," she said instantly, not even turning her head fully toward me.
I stopped, my fingers still holding the edge of the silk. "You have not even looked
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