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... ng how rapidly Amelia’s face had turned pale. "I think I have an invitation here somewhere..."
He dug through the pockets of his coat, and soon enough, he pulled out a small, vanilla-scented envelope, identical to the one Matteo and Ronan had showed her just last night.
"O-Oh no..." Amelia said, laughing awkwardly as she shook her head. "I really shouldn’t."
What was she going to do when she showed up anyway? It didn’t seem like Horace knew that she was the same Amelia th ...
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