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Chapter 101: Hiding

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last update Date de publication: 2026-07-20 14:57:55

Sarah

I dodge a few more high-society couples offering their warm congratulations as I desperately search the crowd for Marcus. When he’d first run off toward the terrace, I hadn’t been too worried. I figured he was just temporarily set off by the sheer audacity of Julian showing up at our celebration. Now, as the minutes stretch painfully long, I’m nowhere near as sure.

My steps grow quicker, a sharp edge of anxiety guiding me as I walk the perimeter of the grand ballroom. I force tight, polit
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