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... nting. The suffocating air of the ballroom, the murmurs of the guests, the echoes of the past—she needed to escape it all.
Her chest felt tight, her breath shallow as she pushed through the heavy doors leading to the hotel’s sprawling garden.
The night air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of roses and damp earth. A soft glow from the garden lamps illuminated the cobblestone path as Eve led Chiqui to a secluded bench beneath a canopy of ivy.
The moment she sat down, her ...
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